I cried myself to sleep last night after finishing "Capote". My God, what a tragic loss. I mean, I knew that he died a sad death and all, but I was in no way prepared for how sad it would make me. I was fascinated by every detail of this man's life and will now read everything he's written. I just can't help but wonder what more he would have given the world if he would have stuck around a little longer.
Stewey senses my sadness and is glued to my hip today. He insists on being in my lap as I work online, so not much is getting done today.
We did, however, manage to get to the bank and then to Starbucks for a much needed treat:
Peppermint Mocha Twist Latte a la Spinster. (That's with a double shot of espresso and only one pump of syrup...usually they use five pumps and methinks that's just too much. I need the hit of the coffee, after all..not an impending sugar rush.)
We're waiting for a snow/ice storm, so I suppose I had better go batten down the hatches.
Stay tuned for the PS finish. I'm not going to bed until that sucker's done!