This one took me SO LONG. I figured out why I was a year behind reading the Giller Prize shortlist - something which is both screamingly obvious and surely important to no one but me, but it was nagging. The shortlist comes out in October, and duh, I didn't read them all by the end of the year, I spread them out into the next one. This is also the point in these posts where I start to realize books are missing. I forgot to add them to Goodreads, or Goodreads was screwed up, or I accidentally missed or deleted them while composing the posts. I know there's at least one for last year - Cemetery Boys, which I think was recommended by Marilyn (HI MARILYN). YA Fantasy, LGBTQ, really good, I remembered it when I was reviewing Promise Boys in this post. It doesn't make me feel happy that I read more books when this happens, it pisses me off that my total was WRONG and the posts are incomplete. Hmph. Engie, international woman of mystery, decided to torture us all (or maybe just
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I had a friend in college who was not happy that she was set up with this guy for a dance, so she pretended she had to go to the bathroom (they were having a few cocktails before the dance in our dorm) and she came and hid in our room. The other dates came and asked us if she was in our room and we played dumb - easy enough. It was slightly mean, I guess. But she could not stand the guy. We laughed our butts off. Oh to be young. That is as close as I get to being sneaky back in the dating arena. Go Eve!
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