Six years ago I loved going to the library.
You couldn't tear me away.
And then I got a dog.
Specifically a bookworm breed of pug who once in a blue moon has gotten his paws on a few other literary pieces here and here.
I was on day two of reading Ms. Fey's new book. Which I might add is hilarious. So hilarious in fact that you may want to avoid reading it in public places due to the occasional embarrassing laughing outbursts. Oh and you may even wear a pair of depends because it's just that funny of a read. Well I had about 15 pages left and got up to use the restroom (see sentence above) and was not gone half a minute and came back to find a guilty looking pug and the remains of the book.
I guess he thought it was good too.
I stood there stunned.
"Seriously, this book...you couldn't even wait to till I was finished"
And that it why we avoid all libraries and will most definitely never get to meet Liz Lemon.