Generic Post (These are fun)
Apr. 22nd, 2005 07:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ellarienI was up much too late last night. Why am I always tired these days?
I'm going on a trip next week, so I will agonize at length about what to take along and all the things I need to do before then. What worries me most is what I'm going to read.
I did something indicative of mild domestic incompetence, but no serious harm done.
At lunchtime I went for a walk. The campus is very pretty this week, but it's too hot. Some more flowers are out, and last week's have faded. I took lots of pictures, and posted some thumbnails below the cut.
I had a vague idea about the novel I'm not writing.
I finished reading a book a couple of days ago. I enjoyed the language and the descriptions of the setting, but was unconvinced by some of the details. The book displayed many of the author's usual quirks. The plot confused me a bit. Something was not quite right about the pacing, but I don't know enough about literature to be more specific. It reminded me of half a dozen other things I've read in the last few years; I'd like to go back and re-read some of them, but I can't because I have a backlog and am a slave to my plan to reduce it.
I have ordered / am impatiently awaiting the arrival of / have taken delivery of more books.
I have a new gadget. It is very shiny; the shininess reminds me of less shiny gadgets from the last couple of decades, and this makes me wistful for the days of my youth.
I'm going on a trip next week, so I will agonize at length about what to take along and all the things I need to do before then. What worries me most is what I'm going to read.
I did something indicative of mild domestic incompetence, but no serious harm done.
At lunchtime I went for a walk. The campus is very pretty this week, but it's too hot. Some more flowers are out, and last week's have faded. I took lots of pictures, and posted some thumbnails below the cut.
I had a vague idea about the novel I'm not writing.
I finished reading a book a couple of days ago. I enjoyed the language and the descriptions of the setting, but was unconvinced by some of the details. The book displayed many of the author's usual quirks. The plot confused me a bit. Something was not quite right about the pacing, but I don't know enough about literature to be more specific. It reminded me of half a dozen other things I've read in the last few years; I'd like to go back and re-read some of them, but I can't because I have a backlog and am a slave to my plan to reduce it.
I have ordered / am impatiently awaiting the arrival of / have taken delivery of more books.
I have a new gadget. It is very shiny; the shininess reminds me of less shiny gadgets from the last couple of decades, and this makes me wistful for the days of my youth.