Leave for movie, or have a beer? Atypically, I'm leaning towards the latter because I actually have decent beer in the house for once and there are later showings.
Also, I finished Carriger's Blameless. Story and character-wise, I loved it as much as the prior two books. But I am hacked off at it/the author due to a single idiotic joke.
The first bit was clever. Our heroine Alexia discovers that pesto, which she has just encountered for the first time and gone head over heels for, is "really an infamous Italian antisupernatural weapon" because the vampires are allergic to garlic and the werewolves can't abide basil. But then she is introduced to another new food, "some variety of orange fruit - of course it was orange- wrapped in a thinly cut piece of pig meat which was almost, but not quite, bacon" with which she is also instantly enraptured and asks, "I don't suppose this is a weapon?"
"Not unless you have suddenly taken against the Jews, madam."
... I stopped reading and stared at the page for a bit, because I don't know what to do with that. Particularly given the utter lack of any Jewish characters in any of the books (to the best of my recollection anyway -- it's been a couple months since I read the first two). Irritating.
Next up, either Resnick's Unsympathetic Magic (Esther! ♥) or Heino's Damsel in Disguise (Girl disguised as boy! Friend playing fake wife! Hijinks sure to ensue!). (Escapism remains the order of the day.)
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