lassitude come home
- It's odd how two days on my own in the middle of the natural flow of things feel like plenty of time and space, whereas two days remaining of three weeksish to myself feels sort of cramped and rushed and that I must not forget any of the things I meant to do while I was on my own, which I currently can't remember.

- Except to mop the kitchen floor, which I still have not remembered at a time when actually in a position to do something about it.

- It's probably not helping all of this to have started rereading a thousand-page-plus Steven Erikson which I am not going to get finished before everyone comes home.

+ It will be really nice to have everyone home again.

- Scraped my leg rather painfully on the base of one of the columns in the long room.

- Appear to have done something bruisingly hard to the tip of my left index finger without noticing.

- Rain for the forecastable future means the pile of t-shirts for washing will not diminish any time soon.

- Kalinka has closed and been replaced by an uninteresting-looking Mexican restaurant.

- Why did Matter fall off my holds list at the library ?

+ $bosses away all week, so I am not going to have unexpected new wodges added to workload.

- $bosses away all week, so I have no traction for expediting past any of the current problems.

+ I had one apple thing from Dunkin' Donuts yesterday and then stopped.

Conclusion: I think I will go see The Dark Knight tomorrow when it is half-price.