In winter I get up at night

It is barely even thinking about dawn outside: the sky is a kind of drowned jewel-blue through the trees. Tomorrow will be the solstice.

I do not understand what the hell misguided upgrades Livejournal has decided to inflict on my comments pages—although it renders individual posts of mine essentially unreadable, which will not switch me to Dreamwidth, it will take me out of online interaction entirely if someone doesn't fix it—but I'll have to deal with it when I get back. I'll be out of internet ambit for most of the day: I am meeting rushthatspeaks in New York City in the early afternoon, after which we hope to interface with handful_ofdust in time for tonight's reading at KGB Bar. There's no point in bringing my computer on a day trip, so I'll be carrying a computer bag full of books. What else is technology for?

(My current music is no longer visible on my main journal! Seriously, what does that serve?)

Finish tea, catch a bus. Happy Hanukkah!