This week passed very quickly, and I love it. Meeting up with friends every night after work probably had a lot to do with it, and I love this as well.

Tonight, after having coffee with husby, we stopped by the bookstore-- he's one of the very few people who don't go bananas when I lose myself among the shelves for an hour at least. I got JK Rowling's The Tales of Beedle The Bard, finally, and Willa Cather's My Antonia. I've never read anything by Cather before, but people whose taste in books I trust have suggested it so many times that I thought I might as well pick it up.

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I've started watching the second season, FINALLY!



David Duchovny is so not my type, not even close, but I've been head-over-heels in love with Hank Moody since the very first episode. And it just keeps getting better.