Mortaine’s Blog

Feeling worse this afternoon than I was this morning, so some ibuprofen, Chloroseptic, and vick’s vap-o-rub (is there any substance on earth so delightful?) and…. that means I’m ready for a nap, right?

Went out and had lunch with Johnny, who took care of my letters for me. And I stopped at the bank, which was a pain in the rear because their parking lot was under construction. And I can walk about 20 feet without getting short of breath. Meh.

See, one of the problems with having wrecked airways is that it takes longer to recover from shit like this cold, which double-sucks, because I really need to be healthy this week.

In other news: my estimated taxes were due today. Which reminded me to go poke my previous employer about the tax forms that were incorrect. So, now I’ve done that, but I need stamps.

Which means leaving the house. And going at least as far as Scotts Valley, because I also need to deposit some checks.

On the one hand, I’m excited to actually get out of the house. The last time I was out was Monday night. On the other hand, I’m hoping that leaving the house doesn’t result in me being sicker for longer.

I read a book this week. Started reading it Monday night, and finished it just now. Read mostly at night, and at nap time yesterday, but it was a fast read and made me dream about dinosaurs. The book was Casual Rex by Eric Garcia– it’s part of a series of private investigator novels in which the protagonist is a velociraptor in 20th century L.A., and apparently did you know there’s a whole counter-culture of sentient dinosaurs who survived to the present day and live among us? I didn’t either, but this guy wrote a book about it…

The book is actually an omnibus edition– there’s a second novel in the same volume (Anonymous Rex). I’m not sure if it’s quite good enough to OMG-must-read-next-in-series-NOW! especialy when I have about 12 other books laying around staring at me accusingly.