Exercises, second batch. (First batch are necessary to be able to move when I wake up)
Housework of some description .
Three of these constitutes Accomplishment and I can say diem non perdidi.
Bro came by today and tried to get phone's data onto my laptop. Couldn't. I hate the laptop with the fierceness of a thousand suns. Not only is it useless, everything on it is so bitty that I can't see a thing, and I have no idea how to go about finding anything in Win10. Google may be another evil empire but I'm so tempted to get a Chromebook instead and have done with it.
As for reading...
...finished a Hazel Holt mystery, still terribly domestic, and also Jade City, which I'm glad to have done but. But. I have no desire to wade through two more thick volumes of mafia violence but I want to know what happens to these people and I don't want to go through wikipedian plot summaries. I want to have read the next two volumes. I want to skip the violent bits and read the family interaction bits, only they'll all be about things going from bad to worse as well. Argh.
Think I must reread Going Postal just to cleanse the palate.