After work

I took myself to Stacey's, where I picked up the new Donna Andrews. Inspired by the title, I took myself to Fancy Restaurant for a drink and some dinner. The maitre d' dude promptly handed me a copy of Salinger's Nine Stories and talked Salinger while I drank my cocktail and ate my spring rolls. Then he wandered off to do work and I read Salinger and ate my burger.

My dinner came with a reading assignment.


Today's earrings: bees, typewriter keys

Bedtime reading: Cockatiels at Seven, Donna Andrews