mjj (flemmings) wrote,
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It was sunny today and therefore the 16C was warm, unlike yesterday's 15C which was freezing. Left the house for the first time since Friday, because it rained for four days and I had nothing I needed, ostensibly to mail tax thingy back to the accountant, in actuality to get a coffee and scone from the open cafe. But cafe is next to the conveni and there were things I wanted there (cream, bread, toilet paper) and the sirens sang to me and I bought a bag of dill and sour cream potato chips, after which scones were out of the question.

I know other people are gaining weight in this isolation thingy, but I've actually lost it, at least compared to February. Granted, it's been two months of losing and regaining the same kilo but at least it hasn't gone up, and now it seems I may have lost another pound. Or maybe I'll start the same on-off routine, but just one pound down. But care must be taken with my consumption, which is why I had ten chips (250 calories) and closed the bag. Really what I wanted was dip, but that mustn't happen.

Really, it's a question of drinking more water.

Can no longer do html cuts. LJ, you are borked.

Reading now?

A Defence of the Rights of Magicians
-- A/U history with magic, a la JS&MN. Only I was hoping that the A/U history would depart from our own history. (Since it's the French Revolution and the slave revolt in Haiti, you can see why.) But it's all the same events as in our history, just happening for  magical reasons. Everyone who died then dies here, and we're well on the way to Napoleon coming (and declaring Haiti's freedmen slaves again) and really, I'd rather not. The presence of magic changes the characters' motivations slightly, but as it doesn't add anything to the history, it actually feels superfluous.

Watson, Everyday Life in the Twelfth Century
-- another 'book to read in my old age' book, that proves to be as flatfooted and uninformative as it's possible to be. The author describes any number of things but not in any way that makes you see it. Also is wont to say 'I have before me a picture of a whatever'- but doesn't produce the picture, even as a line drawing. His description, *with* line drawing, of how a loom works, left me completely unenlightened.

The one thing I learned is that most of Notre Dame's gargoyles date from the 19th century.

Reading now?

Allende, Child of Fortune
-- after Love in the Time of Cholera, I should have sworn off South American literature but no, here I am again with the Young Persons falling in Love instantly, overwhelmingly, and very obviously to the observer: drowning and dying in the waves of overwrought passion, communicating perfectly without a word, in short, pulling out all the grand operatic stops of 19th century romanticism. Apparently this is just A Thing in magic realism, and it's a Thing I can do without. But we've been introduced to the Chinese character Ch'ien Tao, and I hope the story will go better after this.</div>
(To be fair, Love in the Time of Cholera can be read as a dismantling of this notion; it can equally be read the other way.

Kafu, A Strange Tale from East of the River
-- there's a reason Kafu's my man, even if he's a horndog. He likes seasons, he likes flowers, and he joneses for a  period that was long ago and far away and so much better than it is today.

And Next?

It's the turning season. Will I want to read the same things as in sealed-off cozy winter and cold grey spring? Warm weather reading is always a problem. Maybe pick a solid book and stick with it so I needn't ask myself what I want to read. Or Japanese.</span>
Tags: health, reading_20, rl_20
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