Sick of the Sick
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handful_ofdustSeriously. Seriously, seriously, seriously. I don't know how else to put this. When you wake up in the morning with your back killing from sleeping too much, that's when it really starts to seem out of fuckin' hand. (And memo to Steve: Man, I know why I was late getting up this morning; so do you. What's your excuse?)
The "good" part (ha, ha): Now when I blow, the stuff coming out is bright yellow--ie, infected matter surfacing. The bad part, no subtext: Still blowing. And I'm still the only person doing chores, never mind me also being still the only person who seems to care if they don't get done. Yesterday I collapsed for three hours after we got back from St. Mike's Pediatric, and when I got up to hit the john, the place looked like a Goddamn mess-bomb had gone off. Cupboards hanging open, garbarge everywhere, toys and books, Cal diaperless, etc. What gives? What can they possibly get up to when I'm not "here", let alone when I'm really not here?
Book count: I'm on the verge of finishing up Renfield, Slave of Dracula, which snaps awake in the second third, though perhaps not soon enough overall. I like Hambly's inclusion of the Brides as major playas, as well as most of her Renfield back-story. Otherwise, I finished Scott Oden's Men of Bronze, which frames the fall of Egypt to Persia through the eyes of Phoneician Medjay general Hasdrubal Barca (NOT Hannibal's Dad, I'm sad to say)--it's potboilery stuff, full of fights and sex, intermittently broken up by the tragic deaths of people introduced only a couple of chapters earlier. And I got maybe four-fifths through The Legacy of Heorot, a science fiction update of Beowulf co-written by Larry Niven, Jerry Pournelle and Steven Barnes; the science is interesting, but the psychology (particularly the chick characters' version thereof) is 1970s and boring in the extreme. I did like their side-note that freezing yourself for long voyages might possibly result in brain damage, either slight or not-so-slight, which means that the guy who stayed awake for the whole trip because he was a negligibly-useful soldier dude ends up being the "smartest" overall, while the quote-quote brilliant people often wake up to find themselves just normal (which pisses them off). But it wasn't enough to keep me reading.
Okay, and now it's bath-time. I'm going to dress, eat, try to feel a bit more human. Maybe even do work, crazy as that may sound...
The "good" part (ha, ha): Now when I blow, the stuff coming out is bright yellow--ie, infected matter surfacing. The bad part, no subtext: Still blowing. And I'm still the only person doing chores, never mind me also being still the only person who seems to care if they don't get done. Yesterday I collapsed for three hours after we got back from St. Mike's Pediatric, and when I got up to hit the john, the place looked like a Goddamn mess-bomb had gone off. Cupboards hanging open, garbarge everywhere, toys and books, Cal diaperless, etc. What gives? What can they possibly get up to when I'm not "here", let alone when I'm really not here?
Book count: I'm on the verge of finishing up Renfield, Slave of Dracula, which snaps awake in the second third, though perhaps not soon enough overall. I like Hambly's inclusion of the Brides as major playas, as well as most of her Renfield back-story. Otherwise, I finished Scott Oden's Men of Bronze, which frames the fall of Egypt to Persia through the eyes of Phoneician Medjay general Hasdrubal Barca (NOT Hannibal's Dad, I'm sad to say)--it's potboilery stuff, full of fights and sex, intermittently broken up by the tragic deaths of people introduced only a couple of chapters earlier. And I got maybe four-fifths through The Legacy of Heorot, a science fiction update of Beowulf co-written by Larry Niven, Jerry Pournelle and Steven Barnes; the science is interesting, but the psychology (particularly the chick characters' version thereof) is 1970s and boring in the extreme. I did like their side-note that freezing yourself for long voyages might possibly result in brain damage, either slight or not-so-slight, which means that the guy who stayed awake for the whole trip because he was a negligibly-useful soldier dude ends up being the "smartest" overall, while the quote-quote brilliant people often wake up to find themselves just normal (which pisses them off). But it wasn't enough to keep me reading.
Okay, and now it's bath-time. I'm going to dress, eat, try to feel a bit more human. Maybe even do work, crazy as that may sound...
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