I'm alive

I haven't written much in quite a while, I see. Mostly that's because I was sick with a cold last week, and while as colds go it never got too bad and wasn't as bad on the cough as my last one, it really took out all of my energy. For the first part of the week, I didn't want to do anything; Friday, I wanted to do things but couldn't keep my eyes open.

Thankfully, I got a good night's sleep last night and today I feel significantly better. I've been getting things done from the moment I woke up, which is a great feeling after that long of down time.

Anyway, today I mostly caught up on mail (apart from work stuff that can wait until Monday) and cleaned out the hall closet comprehensively. Now I just have to figure out whether I need to take keyboards and mice somewhere special to dispose of them or can throw them in the trash under the new laws, and if I have to take them somewhere special, where I'm supposed to go. The apartment office should know, and I'll give them a call on Monday. (One of the keyboards is brand new, so it's a shame to get rid of it, but it's a pre-PS2 connector and I'll never use it.) The random crap in the closet is now somewhat more organized after I cut the lids off a few shoeboxes to use for repositories.

I find it amusing that I'm much better at closing out home tasks than I am at closing out online tasks, at least right now. I'm way behind on book reviews, too; I've finished four books and a magazine that are waiting for me to write up my thoughts.

Currently reading About Writing by Samuel R. Delany, which is amazing, and about to start A Storm of Swords by George R.R. Martin. Looks like I might actually make it for reading every Hugo nominee before Baycon. I'll at least be close. Picked up V for Vendetta by Alan Moore and David Lloyd while out and about today, but I'm focusing on the Hugo nominees for right now.