Interesting

Perhaps because I spent literally all of yesterday looking after Steve and Cal, I now feel as though I'm suffering from the hangover I thought I had avoided--head pounding, slow, sticky-eyed, bowels in an uproar. Once again, I fell asleep halfway through what one would think would be a fairly exciting film--Gamer--and suddenly came back awake to realize the movie was already over, "necessitating" going back and re-watching the last half an hour (even though I was fairly certain I knew what would happen, and, indeed, turned out to be right. Blah blah blah blah).

Then again: I suppose it's possible that this disaffectedness may be due to slight depression, for obvious reasons. But I'll just have to work through that; got Chapter Two to complete, after all. Dark fantastic sexytimes aplenty. And I can always branch off and work on something else if it gets too difficult, like maybe "Furious Angels".

Three more Sunburst books down, meanwhile, with ten to go. I'm a machine.