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Recently, I read Island of Lost Girls by Jennifer McMahon and I must say, thanks to this novel I’ll never look at or think about rabbits the same way again. They’re not as cute and cuddly as they appear. At least not the life-size type with a human underneath its soft pure white fur, who desperately seeks to kipnap little girls.

Yes, it’s true. McMahon writes of someone dressing like the Easter bunny and stealing a little girl right out of her mother’s car in a local gas station in brought daylight and drives off with this little one in a VW Beetle. And if that’s not creepy enough, the little girl leaves willingly. She literally takes the rabbit’s paw as if knowing the rabbit for years and exits her mother’s car to go to Rabbit Island with her best friend Peter Rabbit himself.

And all the while, poor Rhonda watches the entire kidnapping take place. Of course the little girl’s mother blames Rhonda for not doing a single thing to save her daughter and our beloved protagonist makes it her duty to solve the case and find the missing girl even though police detectives are assigned to investigate.

I’m not going to tell you the whole story, but hopefully I’ve provided enough plot to entice you to read McMahon’s hair-standing-on-end that’s how creepy novel.

Falling down rabbit holes (like in Alice in Wonderland), and wishing to remain young forever (like in Peter Pan) are major themes in this book. Not to go dropping famous titles randomly, but let’s face it, both books are childrens’ favorites and classic tales told and retold that we’ve all grown up with and love.

So next Easter when that cute bunny in the mall wants to take a photo with you and his seemingly harmless assistant forces you to sit on his lap, just think about who’s actually under that bunny costume.

Today, my coworker asked me to review a drafted guideline before submitting to our manager to ensure all the necessary data was populated accordingly.

I immediately began proofreading the document, editing minor grammatical errors here and there until I came to the abrupt realization that what I was doing was not what was asked of me and that I shouldn’t have been doing it anyway despite my love for and acquired skill in proofing because unfortunately editing is not my job.

One last repost from the past. Yesterday I discovered that LOST in its entirety is available on Netflix. What can I say, it’s January again.

I was reflecting back on some of the older posts I submitted when first starting the blog—mainly because I was curious to see if I’d written anything on the Millenium trilogy, which I did of course—and came across a post regarding my growing addiction for coffee. I’d completely forgotten about it, which surprises me a little since I’ve definitely been going through the same caffeine addiction this winter. In my earlier post, I listed the coffees I had tried and loved and I thought to myself that this caffeine craving seems to be a recurring thing that my body demands so why not make it a recurring blog post, kind of like the Books I Read this Year recurring postings. Alright here goes, I’ll try to remember every flavored coffee I drank this season (so far).

*Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte

*Starbucks Gingerbread Latte

*Starbucks Caramel Brulee Latte

*McDonalds Peppermint Mocha Frappe

*McDonalds Caramel Mocha Frappe

*Dunkies Raspberry flavored coffee

*Panera Bread Pumpkin Spice Latte

I’m pretty sure there’s more, particularly from Panera, but can’t recall at this time. Seems as though the list grew a wee bit from last year.

And to keep the caffeine addition alive, I’ve recently been obsessing over tea again. Lemon-flavored believe it or not. Not too long ago it was Chai. Go figure.

Yet another brilliantly directed film by David Fincher. I saw The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo over the weekend and it was phenomenal. Rooney Mara was perfectly gorgeous in her obsidian punk-rock appearance as Lisbeth Salander and Daniel Craig—who I had doubts about, not gonna lie—was superb as Millenium journalist Mikael Blomkvist. The film very nicely held true to Steig Larsson’s novel (a personal favorite) that the only flaw I noticed was the opening credits, which reminded me a bit of the opening to a James Bond movie and didn’t quite fit with the rest of the film. Not that it matters because the movie couldn’t have been better. I’m busting as I type this entry because a part of me wants to re-crack the spin of one of the best crime novels I ever read and an even larger part of me is itching to watch this movie all over again.

1. Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters & Seymour; An Introduction by JD Salinger

2. Catch-22 by Joseph Heller (Unfinished)

3. Sing You Home by Jodi Picoult

4. Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood

5. East of Eden by John Steinbeck (Unfinished)

6. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by JK Rowling

7. Little Bee by Chris Cleave

8. Incendiary by Chris Cleave

9. Less than Zero by Bret Easton Ellis

10. The Passage by Justin Cronin (Unfinished)

11. Angels in America Part I: Millenium Approaches by Tony Kushner

12. Angels in America Part II: Perestroika by Tony Kushner

13. Franny & Zooey by JD Salinger (Still Reading)