Vampires and lesbians, oh my!
May. 17th, 2009 05:08 pmToday has been a Good Day. To whit:
1. I slept until ten, and did not get out of bed even then. Instead I lay around reading more of Feminism and Masculinities, because my brain was too fuzzy to face fiction. Fiction requires me to work to read it, these days.
2. S's boy fixed the wireless.
3. I cleaned my bathroom.
4. I then read more of Women Becoming Mathematicians, a book based on interviews with 35 of the two-hundred-ish women who recieved mathematics PHDs in the US in the 40s and 50s. It's fascinating, shut up.
5. Lucy leant me Sheridan le Fanu's short story/novella collection Through a Glass Darkly, with orders to read Carmilla ("it has vampires and lesbians!" says she, "what more could you want?"). I decided it would be easier to read than any of the fantasy novels I have lined up, and devoured it in a couple of hours. It made for rather strange reading, given that through the week I had read Pterry's Carpe Jugglum, so I had Agnes in my head loathing Carmilla and Perdita despising Laura, and random quotes which I can't actually pin to a character flitting about. "Spelling their names backwards, who do they think they're fooling?"
6. Bullied myself into going for a bike ride - discovered I can circumnavigate my entire suburb on the same bike track. I only get my bike out every couple of weeks, but all the walking must be good for me, because I can ride further every time. I need to fix the gears so that I can use the full fifteen speeds, the middle cog is getting too easy for me.
Still, right now, my knee muscles feel like custard.
1. I slept until ten, and did not get out of bed even then. Instead I lay around reading more of Feminism and Masculinities, because my brain was too fuzzy to face fiction. Fiction requires me to work to read it, these days.
2. S's boy fixed the wireless.
3. I cleaned my bathroom.
4. I then read more of Women Becoming Mathematicians, a book based on interviews with 35 of the two-hundred-ish women who recieved mathematics PHDs in the US in the 40s and 50s. It's fascinating, shut up.
5. Lucy leant me Sheridan le Fanu's short story/novella collection Through a Glass Darkly, with orders to read Carmilla ("it has vampires and lesbians!" says she, "what more could you want?"). I decided it would be easier to read than any of the fantasy novels I have lined up, and devoured it in a couple of hours. It made for rather strange reading, given that through the week I had read Pterry's Carpe Jugglum, so I had Agnes in my head loathing Carmilla and Perdita despising Laura, and random quotes which I can't actually pin to a character flitting about. "Spelling their names backwards, who do they think they're fooling?"
6. Bullied myself into going for a bike ride - discovered I can circumnavigate my entire suburb on the same bike track. I only get my bike out every couple of weeks, but all the walking must be good for me, because I can ride further every time. I need to fix the gears so that I can use the full fifteen speeds, the middle cog is getting too easy for me.
Still, right now, my knee muscles feel like custard.
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Date: 2009-05-17 08:21 am (UTC)