Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Grey November rain. Wet leaf-scraps on the carpet. Droning sitar music that someone loaded onto iTunes in a moment of bad aesthetic judgment, followed by throat-singing, followed by clattering atonal noise. Boxes of new books arriving, Stephen King's latest doorstop -- 80+ characters! 1100+ pp.! -- among them. Strong coffee, phone ringing, the spreadsheet program invented just to harass me open on the office desktop.

Something like a life.

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