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My Saturday: Woke up still tired from Friday night's gig. Managed to do the important things I had to do (though I was way late getting to the rehearsal); when it came time for the just-for-fun part of the agenda, I was too exhausted again. :-( Chased Perrine briefly but had no energy for more than that; crawled into bed for a few hours and she curled up next to me and didn't object strongly when I rested my hand in the wonderfully soft fur of her belly (though she did wake up, look at me, and flip her tail a few times before going back to sleep -- she didn't push me away until she woke up enough to start cleaning herself, later). Then she draped herself across my legs, either to use me as a pillow or to make sure I didn't get up. Eventually bladder overrulled cat though. Going back to cat-pillow duty shortly.

From the Quotation of the day mailing list, 2004-07-28:

"This is no time to turn to each other and share in our grief. This is a time for bitter, divisive accusation. It is a time to say things so terrible, they will give birth to grudges that we'll nurse for decades. This isn't the time to move forward or to forgive past wrongdoings. It is the time to hate, seethe, and wallow." -- from the article This is not the time for compassion and healing, in the humour magazine The Onion.

(Submitted to the mailing list by Lynn Kisilenko)

Jeepers, that was a long nap! I slept a whole MONTH! (My apologies to anyone who missed me at Darkover). It seems like just yesterday, or maybe at most a week ago, that it was Hallowe'en, but here it is almost Christmas already, and I've completely missed Thanksgiving! Stores already have Christmas decorations out and I'm hearing ads for Christmas albums on the television, and I don't see a lick of Thanksgiving-themed stuff, but I haven't figured out how I slept that long without having to get up to go to the bathroom even once. Also odd, my computers seem to have glitched, 'cause their clocks all say it's still early November, but that cannot be: obviously I've missed Thanksgiving somehow and slid right into the Christmas season. I know they can't have just done away with Thanksgiving without my hearing about it, because the day after Thanksgiving ("Black Friday") is so very important to merchants.

Somebody tell me what date it is so I can reset the clocks on my computers. All I know is that it must be December by now, based on what I see around me. Bit of a warm spell for December though.

I've done this before, but hey, it's going around again and this time I'm at home. But once again the nearest book to hand doesn't have a lot of words in it. The instructions:

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 23.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal, along with these instructions.

(I decided to use "phrase" as a reasonable interpretation of "sentence" in this context.)