Yup. Still sick.
Jul. 30th, 2003 08:34 amIt's settled down into a sort of low-level crud: congested sinuses, aches & pains, and a general sense of wobbliness if I try to do anything more exciting than lie in bed and read.
(You'll note that I'm not letting that keep me away from the computer.)
Since I know better than to try to work when I feel like this, I've gone on a non-fiction kick, focusing on the Victorians: Phyllis Rose, Parallel Lives, Bram Djikstra, Idols of Perversity (a reread), and I'm now working on Haight's biography of George Eliot, which I borrowed from the charming and talented
heres_luck, because she is nice like that. There's something very comforting about reading non-fiction I don't have to take notes on.
And I find it funny and touching and sad that George Eliot was, all unintending, a home-wrecker.
(You'll note that I'm not letting that keep me away from the computer.)
Since I know better than to try to work when I feel like this, I've gone on a non-fiction kick, focusing on the Victorians: Phyllis Rose, Parallel Lives, Bram Djikstra, Idols of Perversity (a reread), and I'm now working on Haight's biography of George Eliot, which I borrowed from the charming and talented
And I find it funny and touching and sad that George Eliot was, all unintending, a home-wrecker.