Oh yeah.
This is the first time in my adult life I've actually been doing my homework. I quit around age 15.
2002-08-20
spacekeeping
Dropped into Darkside's classroom before class started to say hi. Attempted to tell him that he was a nice guy. He flinches from the word "nice". It's better than saying "Ni!" at him. It's an amusing flinch, not a terrified one.
After a relatively short time, he asked me if I had better places to be. "Such as not bothering you?" I asked. He agreed with my assessment.
"As you wish," I said, and disappeared.
I wonder how long it will take him to get the movie reference.
After a relatively short time, he asked me if I had better places to be. "Such as not bothering you?" I asked. He agreed with my assessment.
"As you wish," I said, and disappeared.
I wonder how long it will take him to get the movie reference.
Today in history...
One year ago today, I was plotting about how to heal Darkside's feelings after he'd suspected that Neighbor was going to take away too much of my attention.
Tired, yet energized
Shaking a little, here and there. Stretched, did unknown number of reps of the butterfly-weight at thirty pounds, did 35 reps of arm pulldown behind the head at 60 pounds, a few in front of the face, and 20 situps. Stretches here and there, of course.
I'm just going to keep working at it. Slowly.
I'm just going to keep working at it. Slowly.
books
Read Genesis by Poul Anderson today.
I have to keep reminding myself that when an author of SF goes highly recommended by other SF readers, I am actually likely to appreciate their work. Fen are not garden-variety book reviewers; I tend to avoid books that claim to be bestsellers, out of a childhood dislike of the cover art, and the condescending belief that if everybody liked it, I wouldn't: I was not "everybody", and the things pushed at me as appropriate for my age group I saw as demeaning.
My one guilty secret, with books, was reading the Sweet Valley High books when in middle school. Mama thought they were yucky, and FatherSir thought they were trash. I read them to defy my parents in secret, and to get the clandestine thrills of the ultra-hip California world. I collected the Sweet Valley Twins books for a while, and checked the Babysitter's Club books out from the library.
All in all, I still prefer Jane Austen and Gordon Korman.
I have to keep reminding myself that when an author of SF goes highly recommended by other SF readers, I am actually likely to appreciate their work. Fen are not garden-variety book reviewers; I tend to avoid books that claim to be bestsellers, out of a childhood dislike of the cover art, and the condescending belief that if everybody liked it, I wouldn't: I was not "everybody", and the things pushed at me as appropriate for my age group I saw as demeaning.
My one guilty secret, with books, was reading the Sweet Valley High books when in middle school. Mama thought they were yucky, and FatherSir thought they were trash. I read them to defy my parents in secret, and to get the clandestine thrills of the ultra-hip California world. I collected the Sweet Valley Twins books for a while, and checked the Babysitter's Club books out from the library.
All in all, I still prefer Jane Austen and Gordon Korman.