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Sep. 11th, 2011 07:44 pmSo. I have a sudden amount of time that is unallocated tomorrow.
Between about 10am and about 4pm, my only task is to eat lunch and come up with options for dinner. (And tonight I needed 8 options and Simon settled on "whatever, I don't care, I'm not hungry" so we're having chicken nuggets and hash brown patties from the freezer.) I have a tentative arrangment to do lunch with the coffee woman. But maybe she thinks the coffee last Friday was instead.
Tonight I'm going to finish my blood orange hard cider (Whole Foods has some weird stuff, but this isn't as good as the apple kind from TJs which is also a third the price.) and I'm probably going to see if I can take something to help me sleep. Normally I wouldn't suggest mixing those things together, but I'm pretty sure half a beer over 3 hours (and 2 hours before taking anything else) isn't going to be a big problem.
This morning I woke up at 6:39am because I was dreaming one of our neighbors was a zombie who was eating my lungs. Simon woke up about 10 minutes later. He grumbled a bit and I left him alone for a while, then made breakfast. After we ate, I went back to bed for a few hours. Simon clearly needed to have done so, but you can't tell a grown man that he's being an ass because he's as cranky as a toddler on 4 day speed and sugar bender.
Anyway, you might guess that I'd sleep better without my dream self bleeding and suffocating to death.
I need a new cleaner. The current one just did a mediocre job and I'm unwilling to pay someone who needs that much direction. I'm sure if I told her to bleach around the bathroom sink faucets that she'd do that, but if the list of details takes 3 pages, it's too damned much work. I still can't stand to be in the bathroom with the cleanser though, so I'm definitely going to hire someone. Simon made me clean my sink again after the cleaner woman was here because he hates that orange slimy mold. It makes my chest ache just thinking about it. And to give you an example of why it worries me... the Scrubbing Bubbles dissolved the caulk around the sink rim... it's an undermount sink. Like I am worried the sink might fall in if there's too much water in it. But the stuff dissolves 17 year old caulk and my lungs are still weak from more than a month of coughing. Yes I have a bathroom exhaust fan, but it's insufficient.
I'm reading Ghost Story by Jim Butcher. Dresden has improved tremendously since the early books... almost the polar opposite of Laurell K. Hamilton's Anita Blake. (I don't know what that says about societal expectations.) I find that Harry's insight is actually interesting. He talks about how now that he's dead (and that's not a spoiler, he starts the book out dead.) that he feels awesome, then he thinks about it some and realizes he doesn't actually feel stronger and faster than before, just the myriad aches and pains are gone. It's not like Harry was slow or infirm before.
I find that I really don't like reading big books anymore. I'm obviously not going to buy e-books with DRM unless the price is low enough that I'm willing to consider it a rental fee. But I don't want to hold a giant hardcover over my face so I can see it, and I'm too old to hunch over a book in my lap, and I'm too creaky to lie on my stomach and prop myself on my elbows for an hour.
I understand Amazon is looking to release a color touch-screen Android-based Kindle this holiday season. I'd be a lot more enthusiastic if color didn't mean miniscule battery life. I'd be more enthusiastic if Amazon+Android didn't mean more locked down than an iPhone in Dick Cheney's man-size safe. What convinced me to buy a Kindle was the nearly month-long battery life. It doesn't crap out while I'm reading a book. I'm kind of surprised that I like the Kindle so much a year later. I figured I'd be less keen. Admittedly what convinced me is the fanfictiondownloader software that allows me to get fic on my Kindle.
We've also been watching the Dick Francis Mysteries from Netflix Streaming and the mystery part is pretty decent, but they're movie-length and there's no reason for it. It goes on for at least 30 minutes too long. Also because these are old, we see people who have no idea how to tail a car or spot a tail, but somehow the same villains know in advance that a horse will be stolen and where to find it? Really? How? It's not unreasonable in the urban traffic near my home not to notice someone following you, but these were set at least 20 years ago and in rural areas where there aren't even 3 cars shown. But the good guy tailing the villains' truck does so at about 5 car-lengths and no one notices. It's just this really bizarre thing. I kept thinking, "Damn these people need to watch a few episodes of Burn Notice so they learn how to tail people." There were also some really obvious plot twist points that never happened. I liked most of Dick Francis's books though so these aren't horrible. What I like most about them is that they're mysteries without being murder-mysteries.
Anyway. I don't know what I'm planning to do tomorrow. Tuesday is kind of full because Simon wants a ride to work and then I have somewhere to be early afternoon.
Between about 10am and about 4pm, my only task is to eat lunch and come up with options for dinner. (And tonight I needed 8 options and Simon settled on "whatever, I don't care, I'm not hungry" so we're having chicken nuggets and hash brown patties from the freezer.) I have a tentative arrangment to do lunch with the coffee woman. But maybe she thinks the coffee last Friday was instead.
Tonight I'm going to finish my blood orange hard cider (Whole Foods has some weird stuff, but this isn't as good as the apple kind from TJs which is also a third the price.) and I'm probably going to see if I can take something to help me sleep. Normally I wouldn't suggest mixing those things together, but I'm pretty sure half a beer over 3 hours (and 2 hours before taking anything else) isn't going to be a big problem.
This morning I woke up at 6:39am because I was dreaming one of our neighbors was a zombie who was eating my lungs. Simon woke up about 10 minutes later. He grumbled a bit and I left him alone for a while, then made breakfast. After we ate, I went back to bed for a few hours. Simon clearly needed to have done so, but you can't tell a grown man that he's being an ass because he's as cranky as a toddler on 4 day speed and sugar bender.
Anyway, you might guess that I'd sleep better without my dream self bleeding and suffocating to death.
I need a new cleaner. The current one just did a mediocre job and I'm unwilling to pay someone who needs that much direction. I'm sure if I told her to bleach around the bathroom sink faucets that she'd do that, but if the list of details takes 3 pages, it's too damned much work. I still can't stand to be in the bathroom with the cleanser though, so I'm definitely going to hire someone. Simon made me clean my sink again after the cleaner woman was here because he hates that orange slimy mold. It makes my chest ache just thinking about it. And to give you an example of why it worries me... the Scrubbing Bubbles dissolved the caulk around the sink rim... it's an undermount sink. Like I am worried the sink might fall in if there's too much water in it. But the stuff dissolves 17 year old caulk and my lungs are still weak from more than a month of coughing. Yes I have a bathroom exhaust fan, but it's insufficient.
I'm reading Ghost Story by Jim Butcher. Dresden has improved tremendously since the early books... almost the polar opposite of Laurell K. Hamilton's Anita Blake. (I don't know what that says about societal expectations.) I find that Harry's insight is actually interesting. He talks about how now that he's dead (and that's not a spoiler, he starts the book out dead.) that he feels awesome, then he thinks about it some and realizes he doesn't actually feel stronger and faster than before, just the myriad aches and pains are gone. It's not like Harry was slow or infirm before.
I find that I really don't like reading big books anymore. I'm obviously not going to buy e-books with DRM unless the price is low enough that I'm willing to consider it a rental fee. But I don't want to hold a giant hardcover over my face so I can see it, and I'm too old to hunch over a book in my lap, and I'm too creaky to lie on my stomach and prop myself on my elbows for an hour.
I understand Amazon is looking to release a color touch-screen Android-based Kindle this holiday season. I'd be a lot more enthusiastic if color didn't mean miniscule battery life. I'd be more enthusiastic if Amazon+Android didn't mean more locked down than an iPhone in Dick Cheney's man-size safe. What convinced me to buy a Kindle was the nearly month-long battery life. It doesn't crap out while I'm reading a book. I'm kind of surprised that I like the Kindle so much a year later. I figured I'd be less keen. Admittedly what convinced me is the fanfictiondownloader software that allows me to get fic on my Kindle.
We've also been watching the Dick Francis Mysteries from Netflix Streaming and the mystery part is pretty decent, but they're movie-length and there's no reason for it. It goes on for at least 30 minutes too long. Also because these are old, we see people who have no idea how to tail a car or spot a tail, but somehow the same villains know in advance that a horse will be stolen and where to find it? Really? How? It's not unreasonable in the urban traffic near my home not to notice someone following you, but these were set at least 20 years ago and in rural areas where there aren't even 3 cars shown. But the good guy tailing the villains' truck does so at about 5 car-lengths and no one notices. It's just this really bizarre thing. I kept thinking, "Damn these people need to watch a few episodes of Burn Notice so they learn how to tail people." There were also some really obvious plot twist points that never happened. I liked most of Dick Francis's books though so these aren't horrible. What I like most about them is that they're mysteries without being murder-mysteries.
Anyway. I don't know what I'm planning to do tomorrow. Tuesday is kind of full because Simon wants a ride to work and then I have somewhere to be early afternoon.
