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Still on Planet Earth

At least, as much as I ever was...


When I read this I thought the title was "Artic Ice Melt May Promote Cross-Dressing." The real title of course is a lot less entertaining.

It's possible I spent too much of my grad school days reading The Onion.

I love Superbowl Sunday

Superbowl Sunday is becoming a big favorite for me. So easy to drive around! Stores to myself!

Sinus woes, predictably

I could post about how good spicy food is for clearing the sinuses, but I won't.

During our un-visit

Our visitors from Co. were not up to driving the passes in the snow, so they're not here visiting, which is a bummer. On the other hand, I spent less time on Christmas Day cleaning house than I would have if they were visiting, and that's a real silver lining. We sat around all day and just watched S. try to destroy the house with a new set of toys. A delightful family holiday.

I'm so glad too that I didn't sign up for a Yuletide fic -- our pre-Christmas was stressful enough. To give an idea: I only managed to send about half the Christmas cards. A. went to a conference after his classes ended in mid-December and by the time he got back it was past the priority-mail-by-Christmas deadline, so all my uber-organization in November (ordering gifts online etc) was for naught. Just to make things easier, the city sorting center lost one of my boxes (of things I'd ordered), and I myself lost all our Christmas cards. So we are plumbing new lows in organization apparently. Next year, it's green chile for everyone!

To everyone's delight...

I have my voice back!

ETA:Literally, not metaphorically. As in, I speak, and sound comes out. Just to clarify.

Austen spoilers galore (or are they?)

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Incidentally, if anyone is inclined to worry because I'm posting to LJ about something other than illness, let me hasten to assure you that we are in fact cycling through another cold and/or sinus infection this week, and I used up the last of my vacation time staying home with S. so A. could teach his class. Joy.

Also, (some of) you note correctly that the promised (to some) review of Becoming Jane is still absent. It took me three tries to post just this bit - not because of LJ but rather because of interruptions galore - and I think I'd better not try my luck with anything longer. The usual excuse, I know; next time I'll try to come up with something better, an ant invasion (no, that was last week) or maybe we'll acquire a visitor or skunks in the garden or similar. I do apologize for the lack of a decent excuse, at least. As someone has recently informed me (by email), my LJ entries indicate that I've become rather insipid - my helpful adviser (whom mr_perker alone of my f-list has met) points this out, concerned, I suppose, that it might have escaped my attention that I spend most of my "free" time doing laundry, washing dishes, and trying to convince the ants to move out. I was tempted to reply that "resignation is never so perfect as when the blessing denied begins to lose somewhat of its value in our estimation", but refrained. It seemed too open to misconstruction as it was - and yet sometimes greater clarity is not your friend either.


The Time Monster...

... ate my weekend. Again. I only mention this because I know I was meant to call/email certain persons on this flist -- and my mom -- and I didn't manage it. Sorry!!

I would say, what a dreadful weekend, but they always are. At least this weekend our allergies/cold/whatever have improved dramatically - I spent last Sunday lying on the couch, hoping fever and headache would go away.

Merely hoping for wellness, it turns out, is not a cure for the common cold.

At any rate, I should not complain - today was not at all miserable, only dull and frustrating. But after spending my entire last week unwell, dull and frustrating was relatively relaxing. Just another example of low standards being the true key to happiness.


Skipping previously planned posts to say

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I'm trying not to over-analyze *that* one.