It gives me peculiar satisfaction that the fantasy heroes in this book sit around interpreting and translating poetry all day long.
The confusing bits of this book leave me a bit more confused, or that could be the cold and fuzzy-headedness.
Also I am cranky as hell and wish very much for complete peace and quiet.
Bending over wasn't too hard today. I did the laundry and walked around a fair bit without lurching.
Oh, yesterday in the airport I acheived the stationary wheelie! I could do moving ones, and then have been getting closer and closer, getting into a sort of pendulum rocking motion to stay in place, and suddenly by the baggage claim I got the trick of staying still. Repeated it a few times, but I don't feel mastery of it yet.
It has been hard to get back into work today, and at 4 or so I stopped reading all the back emails and wiki pages and rested, ate soup, and read my book. Oh and also I lost my voice almost completely. Mercifully I didn't get sick until *after* the con... though work is piling up alarmingly.
To the theraflu! stat! maybe if I go to bed at 9pm!
Why why why did I ship Water Logic? Why???