I am now the proud owner of this book:
Like, it's signed and everything. To me.
TOTALLY worth the bitter stares from my boss for leaving work early and the missing-my-exit-and-having-to-pull-a-"u"ey(SP?!)-in-the-middle-of-a-random-side-street-in-downtown-Chicago. (Fret not - this was AFTER the reading. I wasn't late. I was actually early. But I still had to stand up for 2 hours.)
And Jen*, the super-cute dress totally made up for the Russian-mobster's-girlfriend hair & makeup.
*Yes, I realize the chance that Jen would ever stumble upon my blog and read this are slim to nil. She. Still. Rocks.