HEALTH: Well the sickitude is gone. I went to work today, bit tired, not much appetite, but fine. I got my appetite back about an hour ago, a few hours after a big mug of tea. First time I felt hungry in 5 days. Too bad, cause this No Appetite thing would be a great way to eat more moderately!
On the foot side, my clogs are still working quite nicely. I only have one sore foot this evening, and not as bad as it would normally be after work. May need to get another pair next year for casual wear!
MUSIC: There was this great song at the end of a Numb3rs episode last week, and all us internets people were searching for it! It was like... a community project. I kept the web page open and refreshed each time I came to the computer. Well someone found the song while I was away from computah - hooray!
Ryan Levine: "Don't Walk Away" No one ever learns to live alone
They just get tired and their hearts get cold.
Depressing, and I don't agree. But artistic! And well-suited to the tough guy Numb3rs cop.
BOOKS: Struggling to get through a Jennifer Crusie book. Getting into the next Georgia Nicholson book.
WRITING: Finished my query letter (got my mother's final input, as someone who hadn't read a single page of the book and could say whether it made sense.) Now I've got to rewrite my synopsis before I can start looking for an agent. HAPOO! But at the same time I'm letting myself start work on Henry V.
WORK: It's busy! As usual. Nothing ever new there.
TV: Watched third episode of House today. Sigh. Well, I think they're finally advancing the character and making him less of a sociopath. And one of the doctors murderered someone, which was sort of cool. But honestly I'm soooo tired of those doctors.
Also watched a doc on the LA Times for story ideas.
STRATFORD: Back to planning. Must book before all is lost.
BED: Yes, I must go now.
"Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could."
Speaking of Georgia Nicholson, if you recall her little sister always invades her bed along with her posse. In this book, the posse consists of "Scuba Diving Barbie, Charlie Horse, a parsnip" and the cross-eyed kitten Gordy. The sister has also taken Georgia's statue of Jesus, put him in a frock, and is calling him Sandra--Barbie's best friend.
