I think I might have to give up trying to make post titles.... Clearly I suck at it.

So I'm sitting here at Starbucks with my significant other and he passes me a note that says that the kid at the table next to us is playing Pokemon, he can tell by the sound effects. In case there was any doubt that I was dating one of my own kind (nerds), that's officially gone now.

I was really worried I wasn't going to make my two book mandate this month. The past four months have been so crazy at work that I was working 12 hour days, but the past two weeks have slowed down and have been the easiest weeks at work since I started. Only 8-9 hour days now. So I got a lot of reading time in.

In case I didn't mention it in a previous post (and yes, I'm too lazy to go and check) my second book this month was Veronica Roth's Divergent, recommended to me by Debby With a Y. I am giving her full credit because she mentioned it to me a few months ago, but since then other people have mentioned it online and I saw it in stores all the time, but she was first, so she wins.

I am mostly really glad that I had this book to read the past two weeks. It was a great escape from my life. A little over a week and a half ago my grandfather suffered a medium sized stroke and for those of you who don't know me, I have a pretty bad anxiety problem. So that wasn't good. I think I would be okay if he passed away. I'd cry and be really very badly upset, but my grandmother already passed and he misses her. So that's not the root of my anxiety about this. My real problem is that my dad, who was on a business trip up north and was close enough to get to the hospital in Michigan that day, is kind of alone up there.

Sure, lots of family drops in and his sister is up there, but those people aren't his support network. I'm a caregiver and it is driving me up the wall that there is nothing I can do from here. I can't go get food or coffee for anyone staying up all night. I can't give anyone a hug from 13-14 hours away. I don't like knowing that my family is having to deal with this all on their own. We are all split up.

So instead of caring for anyone, I read a book.

Divergent's plot is really, really good. I'm in love with the story line. The writing leaves a little bit to  be desired though. There were times where I didn't understand the physical things going on in the book because the movements weren't as well described as they could be or because the writing was just awkward. But other than that I really, really loved it. I almost bought a shirt that said DIVERGENT on it today.

It was so good in fact that I went to three different Walmarts in one night to get the second book in the trilogy because I was worried I'd finish the first book by the end of the night and would need to immediately jump into the second one. Unfortunately none of the Walmarts had any. Even though they looked it up in the system for me and said that the other ones did. By the time I got home it was really late any way and I fell asleep almost immediately, so I didn't finish that night anyway.

I've decided that writing a blog post in Starbucks is way better than writing one at home. No kitties climbing on my laptop or scratching my fingers because the act of typing looks like I'm wiggling my fingers at them.

I'm still trying to decide on my next book. I know some books I'm going to read this year, but not which one is next. I'm thinking either The Lost World by Michael Crichton or The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams. I need to also pick out my next non-fiction book. I went over to the non-fiction section of the book area in Target and they were all of the spiritual variety, which isn't my cup of tea. I'm spiritual, but I don't like reading other people's thoughts or opinions on that kind of thing because it's just too personal for me I guess.

Any suggestions?