apparently i'm a catch.

best comment i've gotten yet, from a stranger - "reading a book, eh? not many women like to read books. your husband must be PROUD of YOU."

of course, i was on the suspenseful last twenty pages of the sparrow [which i recommend], and of course i agreed that my husband was proud.

what. it's not like the drunk guy in the park wasn't already lying to me.

[later edit: i was lying about being married. i am not married. but if you're a stranger, sorry if you originally thought i was married to a guy who somehow isn't proud of me.]