In terms of a book, I’m not reading anything right now. I’m waiting for Haruki Murakami’s new book that comes out this month, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage, so I’m reading articles/early reviews about it on Slate, NY Times, Newsweek and The Guardian. I think I’m ready for some bind boggling outlook on life and everything that surrounds it, not to mention quirky characters that Murakami seems to be fond of creating in his stories.

I’m also reading, wait, catching up on Hollywood news because it seems like I’ve been so off the wagon this year. I didn’t even know Nikki Reed is now with Ian Somerhalder, I seriously thought she was still with her American Idol husband and Ariana Grande broke up with that The Wanted guy. I thought I knew these things. Shows how much my priorities have changed and shifted. I used to be all over this shit. Quiz me before, and I’d know the menial things about these peoples’ (celebrities’ as a whole) lives. It was so irrelevant to my life yet I ate all them news up.