Murphy's Law: As soon as you finally finished a book in time for a book club meeting, that meeting is scheduled on the one day you are out of town.
This is exactly what happened to me after I went through about 150 pages of This Is How You Lose Her, a brief synopsis of which reads like this: Guy falls in love with girl's ass. They go out, guy starts pathologically cheating until the girlfriend finds out. Girlfriend dumps him and guy spends months trying to get back together and becoming a better man. He fails. Repeat, repeat, repeat ad nauseam. You really get the impression that some guys have the memory capacity of a fish, doomed to a life of the same mistakes.
You might be shocked, but it was an enjoyable read, mostly because Junot Diaz has such a great style. You almost (I repeat-almost) feel bad for the bastard, who is convinced that he has the Dominican cheating gene, an argument that astoundingly does not work with any of his women.
I have been trying to read more, taking lunch hour reading breaks from work a couple times a week since I rarely find time to do so otherwise. I'm halfway through Kafka's The Trial now and want to check out Daily Candy's 101 Book We Can't Live Without, since every book on the list that I have read has been really good so far (except for Joan Didion-am I the only one who hates her nouveau-hippy-elite writing?!?)
Shirt: Anthropologie (really, really old)