Coon cats first:
Firefly:
Rookie:
Yesterday afternoon/evening, the copy edits for Kin Right arrived in my inbox. I poked at them for a little while, but the deadline’s not deadly, so — no panic.
Also, last night while all the airplanes were being grounded, I acknowledged that I really didn’t care for Doctor Nine and Rose was making me crazy. At that point, I thought about throwing in the towel, then decided, since this quest had started with River Song, I would seek out River Song.
I therefore found and watched the first part of Silence in the Library, and may I just say? This is more the thing. I liked Donna, briefly, the Doctor wasn’t . . . in pain? I don’t know what to make of Doctor Nine, frankly, but there was a darkness there that made me Very Nervous about leaving a 19-year-old in his care. Back to the Library — I found the story interesting, and even engaging, and it was a relief to see the actors putting forth whatever it is that actors put forth that makes the people watching them believe.
So, I’ll be watching the second part of Library this evening.
This morning I woke up to some flitty, pretty flakes of snow drifting out of a grey sky, and! Five letters from the Anthropic lawyers, regarding Disagreements to my claims. I had slept in, if that’s what you call sleeping from 10-2, waking to up berate yourself for two hours, then falling back to sleep until 7. Ate the last frozen scallion pancake for breakfast, and pitched into the Disagreements.
So far, IRL, I’ve gassed up the car, dealt with the Disagreements from the Anthropic case by writing to Info, did a bit of tracking changes in the copy edit, and now the oven’s heating for lunch/dinner.
I still need to finish packing and defining my route, but, basically? I’m two parts looking forward and one part terrified, and I very much believe that I will having an interesting, if brief, time away.
And how’s your Saturday shaping up?
Today’s blog post title from Guns ‘n Roses, “Welcome to the Jungle.”