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I'm still not entirely sure I'm over Readercon. My head has been full of fragments for days. I am not writing anything substantive; it makes me feel fidgety and pointless. I met ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rushthatspeaks this afternoon at the Diesel; they showed me the cheeriest and most cracktastic path through Hatoful Boyfriend, which if I tell you is a pigeon dating game will not really explain anything. It was amazing. I'm still not sleeping. I don't expect any longer to become so tired, I simply fall over into a restorative sleep for hours, but it would be nice.
1. Courtesy ofderspatchel: Don't Walk on Fish. "Hey, scatterbrain, don't cripple your friends!" is an endlessly applicable suggestion.
2. The Library of America is reprinting nine classic science fiction novels of the 1950's. I grew up with seven of these in the house, I think—mostly in the original editions. One of them I didn't read and Rush informs me I really need to. There are some terrific essays in here. Will someone just dramatize Leiber's The Big Time (1957) already?
3. Tom Lehrer on The Frost Report (1966) explains the decimal system.
4. The Guardian profiles M. John Harrison. I haven't seen a copy of Empty Space (2012), but it should be on shelves by now. I still need to read Nova Swing (2006).
5. I will dig through the boxes of my books in the garage and re-read Margaret Mahy's The Tricksters (1986). I wish I had known Sally Ride had a partner of twenty-seven years before she was a widow.
rushthatspeaks this afternoon at the Diesel; they showed me the cheeriest and most cracktastic path through Hatoful Boyfriend, which if I tell you is a pigeon dating game will not really explain anything. It was amazing. I'm still not sleeping. I don't expect any longer to become so tired, I simply fall over into a restorative sleep for hours, but it would be nice.1. Courtesy of
derspatchel: Don't Walk on Fish. "Hey, scatterbrain, don't cripple your friends!" is an endlessly applicable suggestion.2. The Library of America is reprinting nine classic science fiction novels of the 1950's. I grew up with seven of these in the house, I think—mostly in the original editions. One of them I didn't read and Rush informs me I really need to. There are some terrific essays in here. Will someone just dramatize Leiber's The Big Time (1957) already?
3. Tom Lehrer on The Frost Report (1966) explains the decimal system.
4. The Guardian profiles M. John Harrison. I haven't seen a copy of Empty Space (2012), but it should be on shelves by now. I still need to read Nova Swing (2006).
5. I will dig through the boxes of my books in the garage and re-read Margaret Mahy's The Tricksters (1986). I wish I had known Sally Ride had a partner of twenty-seven years before she was a widow.
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You don't have to! I just thought I'd go to bed early that night!
*also hugs*
Okay; accepted. And if desired, returned.
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Most of the time, I feel I have nothing that seems salient or intelligent to say about them.
(I don't have any recollection of reading anything you have written out of a sense of social obligation - I am terrible at it and assume that if I do the writer will somehow *know*)
I could use a hug this afternoon, too. I swallowed a great deal of pride today and got myself evaluated for cognitive therapy. It was not an easy step to make.
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You remember what we said about roosting on my friends, T. Witt!
I never want anyone to feel obligated to me. Very few things will flip me over into tiny philosopher territory faster than the feeling that someone has only done something to be nice to me, or because they think I can't take the alternative.
(That said: I believe you. Thank you.)
I could use a hug this afternoon, too. I swallowed a great deal of pride today and got myself evaluated for cognitive therapy. It was not an easy step to make.
Lots of hugs.
*and some extra*