Autumn. Damnit.
Sep. 2nd, 2009 10:45 pmI do not mind autumn. I quite like autumn. I merely find it objectionable that part of autumn involves it pissing down rain from clouds the colour of ashes all freaking day.
Apart from that pernicious annoyance, it was a pretty good day. My tiny cheque from the college travel grants people arrived and was promptly assigned away - although I held onto enough to make a pleasant sidetrip to the bookshop - and I posted off the forms that assure me of government-funded GP and pharmaceutical care for the next little while. (Bureaucracy, man. The wheels of government grind slow and fine, but at least they mostly don't chew you up.) I got a couple more pages of Le culte d'Isis read, too.
And climbing was good. I've identified a couple-three projects - alleged 6As - and climbed more smoothly the 5 and two of the 6As I did on Saturday. I mean to try a couple of interesting-looking 6Bs when I'm still reasonably fresh tomorrow.
I will talk about the books later. Now, I rest.
Apart from that pernicious annoyance, it was a pretty good day. My tiny cheque from the college travel grants people arrived and was promptly assigned away - although I held onto enough to make a pleasant sidetrip to the bookshop - and I posted off the forms that assure me of government-funded GP and pharmaceutical care for the next little while. (Bureaucracy, man. The wheels of government grind slow and fine, but at least they mostly don't chew you up.) I got a couple more pages of Le culte d'Isis read, too.
And climbing was good. I've identified a couple-three projects - alleged 6As - and climbed more smoothly the 5 and two of the 6As I did on Saturday. I mean to try a couple of interesting-looking 6Bs when I'm still reasonably fresh tomorrow.
I will talk about the books later. Now, I rest.
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Date: 2009-09-03 02:41 am (UTC)I hear ya: This would be a huge part of why I dropped out of grad school the first time around: the school was in Oregon, where every day is like this. Except for the occassional day in summer.
Also, why I was so much moodier during the year I studied in Bristol. It wasn't quite *every* day that was like that, but it often felt that way to this California girl.
"- although I held onto enough to make a pleasant sidetrip to the bookshop -"
that's enough to make any day brighter :)
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Date: 2009-09-03 08:52 pm (UTC)Bristol? From California?
Damn, that's... some change of climate.
that's enough to make any day brighter :)
Yep.
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Date: 2009-09-03 08:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-03 11:30 pm (UTC)Plus, now I think I know how to do that lj user thing. (I've been wondering how that was done, but have been too lazy to look it up.)
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Date: 2009-09-04 10:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-03 11:29 pm (UTC)That, I do agree with. Although, having grown up in practially a desert, I still have a tendancy to want to start dancing any time it starts raining. But only when it starts raining.
Plus, I do prefer actual drizzling over what would happen quite often in Bristol, which I refered to as "spitting." (because you can't possibly call it drizzling when the raindrops are that big and that rare.)
Damn, that's... some change of climate.
HA! First I moved from SoCal - inland SoCal mind you, which is closer to Las Vegas than LA in terms of weather most days - to western Massachussets. THEN I studied in Bristol for a year. Came back to MA for my last year. (All the while coming back to SoCal for summer vacations.) then I moved to Oregon for grad school. Then I moved back to SoCal.
And now I really, really, want to move to Colorado or back to New England. (England itself - and the rest of the UK - would be nice too, but my family would be too far away.)
Yep.
ack! do not need more books for my tbr pile! :p I still have an unread ACR of The Hunger Games. *headdesk*
(adds them to list anyway)
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Date: 2009-09-04 10:53 am (UTC)You've been around the continent a time or two, then. :)
The Hunger Games is made of win. Seriously. Really strong first-person narrative, and futuristic-style gladiatorial games with extra added totalitarian state, always hit my fiction kinks. *g*