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Nice, quiet morning
Jul. 2nd, 2004 08:29 amCoH: So, apparently logging off early and going to bed at 9 means I can get up at 5 and play another hour before coming in to work. And the servers aren't even busy! I'm still getting the hang of movement and actual combat, but it is fun, just killing things.
E-mail: Soooo far behind it isn't funny. And it's frustrating too, because I can skim the headers and I know there's stuff I want to reply to, but jumping into a conversation three days late? Lame. Even when the list topic is a pet issue. I have two or three posts still percolating in the back of my brain. I need a to-do list for my email now!
Books: Besides my class reading, I've zoomed through Gaiman's American Gods again, Jane Lindskold's latest, The Buried Pyramid, Pamela Aidan's An Assembly Such as This and just this morning finished off Steven Brust's Lord of Castle Black. AG was - heh, certainly relevant, and a good romp through obscure mythology. BP was a blast - Egyptology and mystery and camels galore. The endgame was fantastic. LoCB has been sitting on my shelf since the Library Sale, but I'd just got Sethra Lavode, so I thought I'd clear off my backlog to-read pile first.
Assembly - I'm just amused. It's the first of three, another author committing the sin of trilogy (and it's slim enough the whole thing wouldn't be out of place as a single volume.) But, get this: it's fanfic. Not only is it Pride & Prejudice fanfic, it's web-published fanfic that's gotten into dead tree press. I'd gotten the title off of Pemberly.com, and all through it, I had the strange sense that I'd read it before. So I looked up the publisher, and lo and behold, there was the author's site with book 2 and the unfinished book 3. Which I'd read a couple months ago on one of my Austen/Regency sprees.
It's funny. It reads, the second book especially, more like a Heyer than an Austen. The second book is this whole intrigue/melodrama tangent. And yet, it's supposed to be P&P from Darcy's POV. The Darcy interior view is grand, and I love his interaction with his sister. But that whole episode, up to and including the rioters at the gates, was over the top. Also, the name-dropping: Brummel, Lady Caroline Lamb - wholely uneccessary.
Another point of amusement to me, is that one of Darcy's Cambridge chums, Dy (Dyfed Lord Somethingoranother), reminds me so much of By (Byerly Vor-whatsit) from Bujold's last couple of Miles books. The fop who's more than he seems.
The book so far is enjoyable, but as she's not (bloody well) finished with the arc, I'm reserving final approval.
Knitting: Stalled out on the orange tank top. And yet, there's temptation in the form of a Joann's closing sale to get yarn for yet another project. And the latest edition at Knitty.com has these fishnets! And the thong! Using sock yarn? Tell me you aren't snickering already.
Class: Two essays in, two back. 3.3 and 3.5, so I'm apparently getting the hang of it. I didn't even like the question on that last one, but I pulled a sufficiently whacked theory out of thin air and was able to back it up, so I'm doing well. And of course, talking in class.
Work: Kill me now. I'm way behind at Harborview, and dumping stuff for the U on J because I can't get to it (and I think he's letting things slip here, too.) We've got one gal hired, but she doesn't start til August, and the other job posting hasn't even made it past HR yet. Anyone wanna do tech support in Seattle? Please? I want to get back to the point of having time read fanfic at work.
And yet, if I won the lottery tomorrow, I'd still stick around until Bob could hire a replacement for me. Stupid work ethic.
Garden: My lettuce has started to bolt, and it's about time to whack back the sweet peas that are starting to take over part of the path. Next year I swear I'll use tomato cages, because right now it's just Attack of the Giant Volunteer Tomatoes. Between the various starts and volunteers, I've got a nice mix. I picked a handful fo cherry tomatoes last night, and the plants in the onion bed seem to be paste tomatoes, and I'm sure I've got a few large slicers here and there. But next year: tomato cages.
E-mail: Soooo far behind it isn't funny. And it's frustrating too, because I can skim the headers and I know there's stuff I want to reply to, but jumping into a conversation three days late? Lame. Even when the list topic is a pet issue. I have two or three posts still percolating in the back of my brain. I need a to-do list for my email now!
Books: Besides my class reading, I've zoomed through Gaiman's American Gods again, Jane Lindskold's latest, The Buried Pyramid, Pamela Aidan's An Assembly Such as This and just this morning finished off Steven Brust's Lord of Castle Black. AG was - heh, certainly relevant, and a good romp through obscure mythology. BP was a blast - Egyptology and mystery and camels galore. The endgame was fantastic. LoCB has been sitting on my shelf since the Library Sale, but I'd just got Sethra Lavode, so I thought I'd clear off my backlog to-read pile first.
Assembly - I'm just amused. It's the first of three, another author committing the sin of trilogy (and it's slim enough the whole thing wouldn't be out of place as a single volume.) But, get this: it's fanfic. Not only is it Pride & Prejudice fanfic, it's web-published fanfic that's gotten into dead tree press. I'd gotten the title off of Pemberly.com, and all through it, I had the strange sense that I'd read it before. So I looked up the publisher, and lo and behold, there was the author's site with book 2 and the unfinished book 3. Which I'd read a couple months ago on one of my Austen/Regency sprees.
It's funny. It reads, the second book especially, more like a Heyer than an Austen. The second book is this whole intrigue/melodrama tangent. And yet, it's supposed to be P&P from Darcy's POV. The Darcy interior view is grand, and I love his interaction with his sister. But that whole episode, up to and including the rioters at the gates, was over the top. Also, the name-dropping: Brummel, Lady Caroline Lamb - wholely uneccessary.
Another point of amusement to me, is that one of Darcy's Cambridge chums, Dy (Dyfed Lord Somethingoranother), reminds me so much of By (Byerly Vor-whatsit) from Bujold's last couple of Miles books. The fop who's more than he seems.
The book so far is enjoyable, but as she's not (bloody well) finished with the arc, I'm reserving final approval.
Knitting: Stalled out on the orange tank top. And yet, there's temptation in the form of a Joann's closing sale to get yarn for yet another project. And the latest edition at Knitty.com has these fishnets! And the thong! Using sock yarn? Tell me you aren't snickering already.
Class: Two essays in, two back. 3.3 and 3.5, so I'm apparently getting the hang of it. I didn't even like the question on that last one, but I pulled a sufficiently whacked theory out of thin air and was able to back it up, so I'm doing well. And of course, talking in class.
Work: Kill me now. I'm way behind at Harborview, and dumping stuff for the U on J because I can't get to it (and I think he's letting things slip here, too.) We've got one gal hired, but she doesn't start til August, and the other job posting hasn't even made it past HR yet. Anyone wanna do tech support in Seattle? Please? I want to get back to the point of having time read fanfic at work.
And yet, if I won the lottery tomorrow, I'd still stick around until Bob could hire a replacement for me. Stupid work ethic.
Garden: My lettuce has started to bolt, and it's about time to whack back the sweet peas that are starting to take over part of the path. Next year I swear I'll use tomato cages, because right now it's just Attack of the Giant Volunteer Tomatoes. Between the various starts and volunteers, I've got a nice mix. I picked a handful fo cherry tomatoes last night, and the plants in the onion bed seem to be paste tomatoes, and I'm sure I've got a few large slicers here and there. But next year: tomato cages.
