Connection speeds have been ridiculous numbers like 9600 bps, things that make my old 14.4 modem look good by comparison. Of course the problem here isn't the modem, but the landline itself. Still, I'd like to be able to do something on the internet, and that isn't really much of an option today.
Still not feeling up to par. Headache isn't so bad, but there's dizziness and general malaise along with sore throat. I walked about two miles in daylight, mostly enjoying it in spite of some odd muscle cramping. Went to the library, where a librarian and I were both much amused by her difficulties in typing out the word "Metamorphoses" on her computer. Went to the mall and bought my first special holiday season item of the year (a box of Celestial Seasonings Candy Cane Lane tea). Walked another half mile or so after dark. The nearly-full moon was beautiful tonight, not so much obscured by clouds as adorned by them.
Since I still seem to be online, here's your evening MegaHAL:
The Phoenix robbed taxidermists to line his nest with animal body parts? Um. That's a fragrance I'd rather not imagine, thanks. No wonder he felt the need to set his house afire every once in a while.
Still not feeling up to par. Headache isn't so bad, but there's dizziness and general malaise along with sore throat. I walked about two miles in daylight, mostly enjoying it in spite of some odd muscle cramping. Went to the library, where a librarian and I were both much amused by her difficulties in typing out the word "Metamorphoses" on her computer. Went to the mall and bought my first special holiday season item of the year (a box of Celestial Seasonings Candy Cane Lane tea). Walked another half mile or so after dark. The nearly-full moon was beautiful tonight, not so much obscured by clouds as adorned by them.
Since I still seem to be online, here's your evening MegaHAL:
In my first hard springtime we were rash or hives while taking prozac,
discontinue use of prescribed fire
i ain't the worst taxidermist
that phoenix robbed to line his fragrant nest
each other through the house,
haunches and chin
who'll not relate, in accents suave,
the riddle of reality...
so much as just finding the gold.
moss cake, root hair, beetle shell.
we should catch my mind
to death tomorrow at dusk.
The Phoenix robbed taxidermists to line his nest with animal body parts? Um. That's a fragrance I'd rather not imagine, thanks. No wonder he felt the need to set his house afire every once in a while.
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