UPDATE
Blech.
“Reality,’ sa molesworth 2, ‘is so unspeakably sordid it make me shudder.'”
Sorry, but other than this update I’m taking the day off today too. The thing about this weather is things that can only be done iin good weather build up and then have to be done all at once while it’s dry, though not necessarily while I’m well enough to do them. By unfortunate circumstance these days because of the kidney/malabsorption thing I can’t do physical effort without a horrible backlash.
Bah.
At least it’s sunny again, fingers crossed, so I can for once sit in the garden with cats and cushions and tea and medication and read. I can only read in the graden atm because I need very bright light to read by.
I shall be mostly reading Eric Schlosser’s Reefer Madness, finally, and a thriller by Paul Mcauley (no, me either) called Mind’s Eye which has already in the first two chapters declared the author’s deep debt to Le Carre and to China Mieville. Still, it rattles along, unlike me, which is why I need to go and sit quietly for a while..
Why not do the same? Go on, let the internet go hang for once, go out and look at the sky and the trees, be a fotherington-thomas, get a little perspective. It does us all good now and then.
“Hello clouds, hello sky, hello trees!”
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I. have some stuff to do, so here’s Sophie for quick cuteness hit.
Little madam.
