thereadingrobyn
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March 1st. March. MARCH. How is it March already?!?!? March??? What even is time???This is adulthood, by the way, just constantly looking at the calendar and being furiously bewildered. Anyways. Read a book. So good it fucked me right up and I’ve been in a hell of a bookslump for about a week. Thing is.…
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Zzzzzzzdravstvuyte my little cygnets, how goes the going of the many goings-on that are going on? LISTEN UP. I’m trying a new thing. It’s called Less Than Sober Blogging and it is happening rIGHT NOW. Allons-y muthachukkas! Tonight, I’m yelling about Astonish Me by Maggie Shipstead Cover Talk: This is the hardcover art, and I approve.…
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Hey hey, kingcakes and queencakes. I hope this glorious, shiny, new year is treating you as well as it is me. But enough about me, let’s talk about BOOKS (surprise surprise). Have you all set your reading goals for this year? I’m going big this year: 123 books in 356 days. Crazy? Most definitely. Doable?…
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ACT ONE SCENE 1 – INT. ROBYN’S SHITTY LITTLE BACHELOR APARTMENT IN ACTUAL BUTTHOLE OF THE WORLD LONDON, ONTARIO. MAY 2012. Robyn is alone, as usual. She has finished packing and is about to leave the city where she achieved one of her most cherished life-long goals: obtaining her Masters degree in Library and Information…
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Sup my sweet sweeties? Today I’m introducing yet another new feature on the old bloggo (YES, ANOTHER ONE, DEAL WITH IT)….. Nonverbal Referrals! Yay! Here’s how it works: I read a book and sum up my feelings in one – YES, ONE – gif. It will be difficult, but I think I’m ready for it.…
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Hey hey, cupcakes. It’s been a minute. Blame that chubby little muthafucka Cupid, whose golden arrow hath pierced my once-frigid heart and set it ablaze with Love’s undying flames. Or whatever. Ahem. MOVING ON. So as I’ve mentioned (*cough* whined about) before, my brain has got a severe case of the Love-Struck Stupids (band…
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NOTE: I wrote this last week and didn’t post it. I swear to god. Don’t @ me. Oh no! I completely dropped the July blogging ball didn’t I??? I blame Mexico – and the broad-shouldered and curmudgeonly cutie responsible for turning my life into a telenovela. #EmotionsAreHigh Ok I’m squeezing one last review in… wait,…
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So I’m back. Mexico was afuckingmazing. I mean https://www.instagram.com/p/BWYPHmjBiLg/ https://www.instagram.com/p/BWYOqIVhxGj/ https://www.instagram.com/p/BWlctD9B0n6/ https://www.instagram.com/p/BWgbjeJhFIJ/ Plus I had this hottie all to myself: Oh, and this happened: https://www.instagram.com/p/BWqjRyuhVK4/ Still in vacation mode, I’m afraid, to that’s all for today! Later gators 😉 -xo, R
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No review this week, due partly to what I’m afraid is the beginning of a dreadful book slump, myriad career-related stresses, and my “””boyrfriend.””” I love him, but, well, every step a fucking adventure. Ah, modern love. Anyway. We’re going on vacation next week. I know, right? To Mexico, god help me. Sun, and heat…
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Salutations, good citizens of the internet! Boy, I am really crushing this whole blogging thing, eh? It definitely has nothing at all to do with the amount of free time I have as an under-employed, under-paid, and under-utilized “”information technician”” at the shitty little library where I’m currently working (Srsly tho, my heart is in…