Don't stop ANYWHERE on your way home from a business trip at 7:30. You're tired. You're frustrated. You're in a dangerous mood.
This is how you end up with a trunkful of novels and comfort food. This is how you end up with a Christopher Moore novel, despite the fact that you've repeatedly refused to be seduced by those colorful, spirited covers. This is how you end up with a Mary Janice Davidson novel, in the ultimate triumph of hope over experience (because the last vampire book that you bought was a real non-starter--no humor, no eroticism, nothing fun at all).
This, in short, is how you end up eating gorgonzola gnocchi and tandoori naan in front of "Project Runway."
It's too late for me. Save yourself!
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