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I found some other book nerds… and then there was dessert…

Merry Tuesday, Reader! I’m writing to you from a new-ish coffee chain that opened in my neighborhood a few months ago. I feel like I’m cheating on my beloved Starbucks… But until the new one opens, I’ve decided I might cheat. This place is cute and while the coffee is what I would consider sub-par, it’s a five minute walk from my apartment… Sorry, Sbux. Hurry up and open already!

But anyway. That’s not the point of this post.

Reader. I did it. I DID IT! This weekend, I finally peeled myself out of bed, cleaned myself up, and got myself out to that book club I’ve been meaning to get to for a couple of months. (If you’re new to the blog, you can read about how that was one of my intentions for January here and then how I blew it; and then how I re-made it an intention for February here. I obviously followed through this time.)

To keep with the chosen theme, “Fearful February,” the book picked for the month was Red Dragon by Thomas Harris, the first in the Hannibal Lecter series. I was super excited to read this because I’ve been intrigued by Lecter since I first saw The Silence of the Lambs back in college. I had never read any of the books (I honestly don’t think I realized there were books…), so this was a perfect opportunity/reason to delve into the first one. I do love a good dose of crazy, mentally twisted killer-esque stuff, and the book proved to be great entertainment for me. I finished it in just a few days. And may I say, I was shocked at what happened at the end…

But enough about the book (if you want to know what happens, go read it yourself). Let’s get into the meetup itself. I joined seven other women, one of which happens to work for my school’s sister branch. (We had several things to talk about… and bitch about. Ha.) A few of the other girls were pretty talkative, and though not everyone finished the book, we still found a good amount to discuss. I really, really had a nice time chatting with these other women who seemed genuinely professional and potentially as geeky as me.

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sleepless in seattle…

sleepless in seattle

One of many coffee chains here… Also one I haven’t tried, but I love the name. “sleepless in seattle… so in love with espresso.”

As a coffee lover (not to be confused with coffee aficionado), some days I find it difficult to be living in a place where the term “coffee” means “instant, sugar-laden, brown water.” At the advice of a friend who taught in SK, I brought my own electric coffee grinder, French press, and a bag of Starbucks Verona blend beans with me. And about three weeks into this little adventure, those beans ran out. It was a sad morning…

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