sovay: (Haruspex: Autumn War)
sovay ([personal profile] sovay) wrote2018-05-03 02:39 pm

I'm asleep on a pile of paper

Well, I guess Tuesday was spring. It was so sunny and mild and so blooming that I walked around my neighborhood taking pictures of flowers and and I looked forward to visiting the Arboretum in the next week or so. And then yesterday, on top of the computer-related emotional roller coaster, the temperature spiked past eighty degrees and the cats melted onto the hardwood and we needed two fans in the windows of the bedroom for me to get to sleep after dark, which made so little difference to the heat that [personal profile] spatch and I both had trouble believing it was one in the morning when it was. Today it is sticky and hazy and distinguishable from August only in that the trees are still in flower instead of that late dry green leaf. I am not looking forward to trying to sleep tonight. I hope our air conditioner is up to it.

Bertie Owen and his twenty-year-old external keyboard are still hanging in there. I am pleased that I was able to finish my interrupted review. I am now trying to decide if I really want to watch Four Daughters (1938) for John Garfield and Jeffrey Lynn now that it's handily on TCM or if it's going to be like that time Seven Sweethearts (1942) happened to me.

[personal profile] spatch found me this excellent Talmudic commentary on incels.

It is too hot.
asakiyume: (nevermore)

[personal profile] asakiyume 2018-05-03 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
The just-give-him-some-sex-and-he'll-be-cured thing is very, very widespread, apparently, because my husband is researching Edo-period potboiler fiction, and one story he looked at recently has a well-spoken (but evil) dude harass the object of his affection with this kind of pleading and threat "Just read my letter, I'm so lovesick--also, if you don't, I'll kill your parents; okay, now just have sex with me, or I'll kill your parents" etc.
rosefox: Green books on library shelves. (Default)

[personal profile] rosefox 2018-05-05 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
Sex has been prescribed to women, too! The English term for a woman's wasting away for lack of sex was green sickness, and masturbation and sex were both recommended as cures. This is my favorite song about it, provenance unknown.
asakiyume: (good time)

[personal profile] asakiyume 2018-05-05 11:21 am (UTC)(link)
That ballad is **awesome**!

and it's interesting how green sickness, in the link you provide, seems connected with pico (eating non-food things). I guess that's what happens when you have a powerful hunger that food won't satisfy!