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I'm drinking coffee (in a desperate attempt to stay awake) and reading International Law. But you know what I'd like to be reading? A nice, shivery horror. Like Long Lankin. I was thinking that today would've been great to curl up for the first time with that book.
It's dreamy and happy enough outside that I wouldn't get all creeped out (nighttime is NOT the time for me to decide to get all cozy with a horror).
There's just some weather that's good for certain genres. Don't you think so?