I have a new and better reason to dread work, okay.

I got on this reading kick that I should always be on, if I'm to be honest. Now I have a less and more legitimate reason to not enjoy work.

Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close that I wrote a premature review of was, as I had hoped, fantastic through and through.

Now I'm like 400 pages into Douglas Coupland's Microserfs update jPod and I don't know what the hell to think yet. That's why I don't want to go to work tomorrow--because I want the last fifty pages of jPod to blow me away. Bastard wrote himself into his own book. Everyone is doing that nowadays.

I would do the same... but who wants to read about a waiter that bitches that he doesn't have enough time to read books with cameos by their own author?

FRONT STREET SALAD
ADD CHICKEN
GRILLED
NO BALSAMIC
SUB RANCH
EXTRA RANCH
ON SIDE
NO BLUE CHEESE
SUB CHEDDAR
EXTRA PLATE
TO SHARE
ON THE FLY!