mood (~), literature
Just a little melancholy today, mostly from some headlines and some random conservative garbage that made Reddit's front page. (Encouragingly, that's actually fairly rare these days.)
Been reading Pale Fire. It's more fun than I expected from its reputation, and is actually reminding me a lot of the British black comedies I'm into, especially Inside No. 9. There is probably a literary puzzle there, but I'm just enjoying it as a satire of a puffed-up academic narcissist.
mood (~), literature
Meanwhile, turns out my huge work project is only half as huge as I thought -- the figure I was given was the whole shebang, not my share, and my boss-in-law is braving half of them. So I might not disappear _completely_ this month, though part of me, an inner Lisa Simpson, is perversely disappointed at losing the excuse for panicky all-nighters. Some of the best altered states of my life happened during those, 'cause there's no drugs like sleep deprivation and mild fear. :>
