June 01, 2004

Guilty Pleasures

Everyone has things in their lives that they're simply too embarassed to admit they like. There's the sweatpants with holes in them that we wouldn't be caught dead in (but wear around the house in hopes that no one stops by for an impromptu visit), there's the high school cd collection (the Debbie Gibson cd I had was a gift, I swear) and the collection of cheesy movies (we won't even name those to protect the absolutely guilty).

My latest guilty pleasure is murder mystery novels. I'm currently reading this one. The author isn't awful, but let's just say that she doesn't need to buy a plane ticket to Stockholm any time soon. In any event, I was so engrossed in reading this book last night that when Archi-Sapper walked in the door from his trip, I nearly went into cardiac arrest.

Posted by Kitty at June 1, 2004 03:19 PM

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Okay so you are telling me that someone that could come up with the title of "The Case of the Hook-Billed Kites: It's Springtime in the Texas Mountains...And Bird Watching Has Become A Deadly Hobby" is not ready for the big P. Now why am I not shocked.

Posted by: greyheadedstranger at June 1, 2004 04:15 PM

Fabulous guilty pleasure: celebrity "biographies." The Sound of Noise and Thing of Beauty are so trashy, they're delicious. But they definitely don't live on my bookshelf; these are books to hide in a drawer.

Posted by: Leah at June 7, 2004 11:45 AM

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