Books and People watching

I just bought this book. It was recommended to me by Kyla at work. I was reading it last night and couldn't put it down. It's a really quick read and I'm just really into it. Apparently it was made into a movie in 1988. I might finish reading it tonight.
So I walked down the street today and there was a stretcher in the middle of the sidewalk in front of 125 Peterborough. There were 2 cop cars, an investigation vehicle, and a caravan hearse! Imagine going out in a caravan hearse! That's absurd! How depressing. When I returned from the Landmark Center only the cop cars were still there and there was a smell of chemicals in the air. I want to know what happened.
Saturday was a nice day. I hadn't hungout in the day with Dylan for so long. He came and visited me so I could edit his paper. He wants to make sure it's perfect so he can give it to his mom. We were sitting on opposite ends of the leather couch, by the fireside with the glow of the Christmas tree adding to the seasonal mood. I was editing his paper with pen in hand and he was reading The New Yorker. When I was done he asked what I thought and I said, "If I were a teacher I would need to take a break right now." He was SO offended by this and I didn't even mean it to be such a cutting remark. I just told him he was being sensitive.
We then went looking for a gingerbread man cookie cutter. We stopped at Borders (where I bought the book I'm reading, along with One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest--I must be subconsciously wanting to be back in my Novel Into Film class) and then went to Kitchen Arts. When we left I told him about the awkwardness I observed among the three employees. The bearded guy tried to make a joke to the other two, a spin-off of something the girl had just said. "Could you put a conjunction in there...?" Something un-funny like that. The girl fake laughed, the other guy smirked to be polite, but they were all silent right after. The bearded guy rubbed his beard and threw out a nervous laugh. I hate seeing stuff like that because it's so embarrassing.
After we ate dinner at the Hidyan and digested, we decided it was time to leave to go out to Kendall Sq. for Shine's opening (free drinks 10-11). More awkward people were on the T of course. First though, there were 4 kittens, my favorite size of kittenhood. They were all gray or gray and white striped and playing in the fallen tree branches under the bridge at the Fenway stop. They were adorable and because it was cold we decided we needed to do something. Dylan looked up the ASPCA, an acronym I was somehow able to whip out, but had no luck. Then he called 911 and told them but he said they didn't sound like they were going to do anything about it. I hope they're okay.
The T conversations we overheard were probably the worst in a while. First there were awkward freshmen girls laughing about how the T air at Park St. smelled like one of the girl's butts. They looked too old to think this was really that funny and they weren't even drunk.
But the big offender's were the sci-fi looking geeks on a double date. The girls were both rather fat and bunk. The girl with the blue, crunchy hair, was dating the guy who was a skinny beanpole in a blazer and a mock turtle neck with gross facial hair (only a man who wants people know he's such a smarty pants has a goatee/mustache like that!). The other girl was going on and on about her gyno appointment! How her gyno. asked if she has a boyfriend (a husky, trench-coat wearing type), and her gyno "popped his head up from under the towel" (UGH!) and said, "Good." It was the girls talking the whole time, both seemed to be trying to one up each other, which is why it just kept going on and on and on! I don't get people like that. When we got to the bar we clearly needed some drinks.
I'm hungry now and I need to stop watching Antiques Roadshow.

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