Gosh, I'm all caught up, what a peculiar feeling!

I think I've been at least a few days behind, up to two weeks behind, since Melissa's birthday party. What was that, two months ago? A month and a half? Never doubt the power of Melissa's birthday party. Of course, as Amanda reminds me, I'm going to Canada next week and will be behind again, but I will take my laptop with me and update while I am there, if not post. I know I didn't the last time that I was in Canada, but this is different, I'll be alone and can write all I want!

In theory. Or I could knit like a fiend instead and not write a damned thing, which is also pretty likely. The problem with hobbies is that they take away time from your other hobbies. I really love knitting, though, it just seems like magic--you take these sticks and this string and you wave them together a bit and end up with a scarf! Ta-daa! You take something and turn it into something else, something useful, something pretty. It fills me with incredible joy.

It was so hot the night before last, so hard to sleep. And I made the huge mistake of watching three quarters of the Law and Order based on the Puff Daddy club shooting, and while I was lying awake due to the heat, my mind kept racing about what would happen plot-wise. I don't know why, I wasn't that interested while I was watching it.

I have insomnia so rarely that when I do, it seems like I'm trapped in another country. A really hot, uncomfortable country filled with mysteries. Is this summer going to be like this? We haven't had a really hot summer in awhile, I don't want to start now.

I am reading the most wonderful book, so wonderful that I kept sneaking into the bathroom at work yesterday to read more of it, but on the other hand, I want to read it slowly so that it will never end. It is called Spindle's End by Robin McKinley.

Someday, Melissa might do something terrible to me, like go insane and kill my entire family or pop my eyes out like grapes, but even if she does, I will forgive her, because she was the one who introduced me to Robin McKinley, most by saying, "You have never read any Robin McKinley? What the hell is wrong with you?!" and then getting me The Hero and the Crown and The Door in the Hedge for my birthday last year. Such gifts! I devoured them, then realized that Tracing had given me Beauty the year before and I had never read it, and then I just went out and bought every other book I could find.

Last week I was reading Rose Daughter, which, Like Beauty, is a re-telling of Beauty and the Beast, but fascinatingly different than the other one, and the only version of Beauty and the Beast ever to fix the fundamental thing wrong with every version of it ever made, especially the Cocteau movie. I finished it and mourned that it was over, but then I picked up Spindle's End, a re-telling of Sleeping Beauty, and I almost love it more.

McKinley's heroines are mostly messy and awkward and not very girlish, even if they are beautiful, like Beauty in Rose Daughter, they feel as though they don't quite belong, there's a great line in that book about how her sisters Lionheart and Jeweltongue could do all these wonderful things so they had those names, and there was nothing better or more interesting to name Beauty after other than how she looked.

Every little girl who feels wrong should read these books, every little girl who doesn't see herself in fairy tales needs to see that she can be the hero of her story. Every big girl, too.

What will I do when I have read them all? Start over, I suppose, start over and hope that she writes quickly.

Had my first readthrough for the show last night, and I think I have a pretty good cast! Of course, only two are unknown quantities to me, I expect good things from Ann, Omar and Lee, but I think the whole show will be good.

It's gonna be a bitch getting it up as fast as we have to get it up, and I think it may get a little crazed before the end, but I think it'll be fine. And not only because it has to be.

I don't know about you, but I think that this entry of Patrick's about the gastroenterological cat, is one of the funniest things that I have read in a really long time. Expecially since I have such a cat myself and really never quite know how to write about it here!

Today's horoscope:
Although the usual office politics can really irritate you, a cool, detached attitude serves you best.

One year ago today:
And I have to get up at 4a for my 7a flight to Canada for Cameron's wedding, so you're not getting anything else just now!

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