But Boston is in the middle of a heatwave (today is day 3, makes it official), and it was H-O-T last night, so I was craving something icy and refreshing, and I had a good iced tea & vodka over the weekend, so my beloved iced tea/lemonade/vodka it was... And I loved it a half dozen times or so. As I did beer, and wine... As always, the company of the lovely V was too fun to walk out on, so I stayed to close, made some poor choices, and woke up still drunk.
Needless to say, when I finally got up the energy to leave my cool, quiet office to get lunch, it had to be take out from Hong Kong (what did people do when they had hangovers before American Chinese food existed?). And I forgot to walk on the far side of the street from the Harvard Book Store, so of course I got sucked in to the used book trolleys outside.
I ended up buying FIVE books (total was under $8, thank goodness, but the stop still almost doubled the cost of "lunch") which I deemed "engaging enough to distract me from the fact my head is still spinning a bit, but nothing I really have to concentrate on, or think about" - as I explained to the sales clerk, who probably wished she hadn't tried to make conversation about the book.
What are these bits of fluff?
Hangman Blind
The White Witch of Rosehall
Cane River
The Black Tower
The Wine of Angels