I consoled my quasi-adult self by indulging in some Powell's shopping on an extended lunch break.
Yes, Powell's is that entire building
I bought The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (Josh and I started listening to it on the drive back to Oregon, but now I can't figure out how to transfer the Audible file to my iPod, thus the purchase of the hard copy) and a Real Simple cookbook.
If being a quasi-adult means that I don't get days off like my former student self used to, then I'll just have to compensate with literary consumerism.
And I might have to go back to Powell's to buy one of those mugs. Seriously, is there anything more perfect for me?
Happy MLK Day, everyone, even if you're no longer a part of the MLK–observing crowd.