Odin's Day

Administration
Oh, Joule's working again! Hello to new and new-ish readers perldiver, thatwasjen, xiphias!

Medical
That column of pain up my spine is the big thing right now... exhausted, too, but I can't go back to bed, because the landlord will be here soon to replace Elayna's windows. Ah well.

*squee*
Last night was wonderful (til dinner, which I'll get to in a moment) - I hadn't been surrounded by so many friends since, well, my last trip to Boston. "I live here now!", I kept giggling; "Welcome home," mangosteen said when he hugged me.

(Unrelated *squee* - kyburg, the boots and candy got here. Thank you! Elayna says that one of the reasons she needs to learn Japanese is to find out what's in all of this interesting food...)

*frustrated growl*
When the child gets That Look upon entering a restaurant, I know I'm in for it. *sigh* Utterly unwilling to give a new cuisine (Indian) a try. So. Those of you who met Elayna over dinner? She is not usually Whiny Like Whoa.

Plans
* Review the info D. sent me yesterday re: prospective project.
* Finish putting the DVDs away (did A-L yesterday).
* Take Miss Kid to the library after school - been here nearly two weeks already and have yet to get our library cards! Well, we've been busy.
* Explore downtown, if the weather holds.

Daily Science
Scientists in Britain applied for permission to create part cow, part human embryos to be used in research on treating diseases such as Parkinson's and Alzheimer's.

Um.

I just...

...um.

Daily BPAL
( Death Cap, Oya, The High Priest Not To Be Described )

(no subject)

My brain is weird. I'm generally very nonlinear. But when it comes to anything involving organization, I am very linear and very precise, and very... dogged. All things must be in their places. In order. And we do not do anything half-assed. We begin at the beginning and continue forth to the end, or at least to a logical stopping point.

So.

I finished the DVDs. And I started on the books. And did not one box, not two boxes... I had to continue until I reached a logical stopping point. In this case, the end of the last accessible bookcase.

Aeschylus to Gardner, shelved, with room left for books I know are missing/books that are coming out soon.

Empty boxes cut flat and stacked.

Other book boxes arranged in my office in alphabectical order, ready to be hauled out and torn open when shelves become available.

Did all this, and looked bleakly at Adam's office... where massive boxes of graphic novels utterly block the way to the empty bookshelves, gleaming invitingly in the distance.

Considered current pain level. About an 8. Considered shaking legs. Hm.

...no. It is not physically possible for me to access those shelves at this time.

But if I...

NO.

So. Only then do I stop.

Oh yeah. Damaged 'song. *sigh* But now we have one full wall of books. Now we have Asimov and Asher, Baker and Bull, Carroll and Constantine, Dalkey and de Lint, Effinger and Ellison, Fforde and Froud, Gaiman and Gardner.

Old friends.

I think that I will curl up and read for a while.

Hey!

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You're welcome. :)