greygirlbeast (greygirlbeast) wrote,

A warm day in November.

Happy birthday to Neil, who is -06 today!

I am feeling much, much better this morning. Which is a great relief, as there simply wasn't time to be sick for very long. The writing is a mountain threatening to topple over and bury me in a landslide of missed deadlines.

Yesterday was mostly spent resting, taking it easy, letting my, body...recouperate. I read. First George Herriman's Krazy Kat (thanks again, David), then a great deal of Richard C. Hoagland's The Monuments of Mars: A City of the Edge of Forever, which is yet more research for The Dinosaurs of Mars. I've already complained about Hoagland's abuse of the ellipse. Let me add that he also has an inordinate fondness for the exclamation point, which somehow manages to make the illogical and bizarre twists and turns of his "argument" seem even more pathetic. Made it through Chapter XVII of House of Leaves. It was warm yesterday, the low 70s (and it's going to be even warmer this afternoon), and late in the day I thought I was feeling strong enough for a short walk. But I only made it across the street, where I sat down on a stone wall and waited for the strength to make it back again. Fortunately, I was on the north side of the street and there was bright sunlight, which was wonderful after being couped up in the house for two days. Last night, I was too tired to do much of anything but sit on the sofa and play Final Fantasy XII, which I think I'm going to like a great deal.

The unexpected illness totally derailed our plans to move my office this week, and so the house is presently a bit of a wreck.

The platypus, who's been going through Kleenex even faster than me, just peeped over the edge of my desk and reminded me that November 10th is surely one of the most fortuitous days of the whole damn year (his herhisits words, not mine) to subscribe to Sirenia Digest. In fact, says the platypus, subscribe today (that is, before midnight PST), and you'll get one back issue of the digest absolutely free. Whoops. There he goes again. Poor ol' platypus. Few things are sadder than a platypus with a head cold.

I think that's it for now.

If you haven't already, please do have a look at the current eBay auctions. Bid if you are so motivated. Meanwhile...
Tags: reading, sad ol' platypus, sirenia

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