L'homme est sans nageoire, La nature l'a atrophie

Today will be an industrious day. Going by Debbi Lynn's to look at hats, perhaps eye patches. Grocery shopping. Laundry. The pharmacy needs to talk to my doctor so prescription refill will have to wait. Perhaps unpacking some. I've been up all night accomplishing nothing so I should have plenty of energy. And I am certainly not spending two hours staring at financial aid information, paralyzed while inside I am screaming, screaming, screaming. That is some other coyote. He just looks like me.
The trip home was nothing like the trip out. Each flight was the one I had planned to take. I devoured 'Nightwatch', which Rose loaned me. (Much as she has loaned me her favorite digital camera.) I have decided that I really don't want to run an RPG in that world--far too much politicking and subterfuge. In film news, I found Helen Mirrin's performance in 'The Queen' to be a bit more satisfying than Kevin Costner's. I found it interesting that the airline edit included erasing any mention of the word 'god', and was curious whether that was only done when referencing a specific god--if they might screen an edited version of "***s and Monsters", or perhaps bleep somebody saying "By Jove!" and spent some time pondering the parameters.
I feel certain there was more that I was going to say here, but I am not much for the thinking and this may be more social than I'm interested in at the moment.
EDIT:
It only took fifteen seconds after signing off.
Before I left on holiday, the doctor called about my bloodwork, and we will have further discussions on the fifth. She is pleased that the blood sugar levels are down (Fasting Glucose down from 116 to 105) which means I'll likely have to keep taking the glucophage. However, despite reducing the meat in my diet, my triglycerides are much too high for her comfort, (774 a year ago, 567 and 703 this winter) and we'll be discussing medication for *that*. q: This is something I am genetically predisposed toward and so I can't say as I'm tremendously surprized. (Total cholesterol levels are dropping--299/273/250--and so I hope that's good.)

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...or perhaps there will be none of those things. No library, no groceries, but instead tylenol and lying on the couch or something that I can make vaguely comfortable. Far too much sitting, apparently, this past 24 hours. It seems I'm considering rectifying it with more sitting.

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This is a link to the front page of today's Texas Observer. And today it tells of the passing of a witty, wise, strong, very funny woman. Molly Ivins has passed on, and one of the few sane voices in politics is silenced. I'm not fluent in Texan, but I hope she's found somewhere people treat each other with respect and dignity because she certainly deserves it.

I don't dream about anyone

So *before * I saw the news.
I went to DL's and bought a new (slightly used) fedora, then went to the library to exchange CDs. And I picked up 'Hat Full of Hollow'. I have never listened to this album, yet I am familiar with every single track on it. So while I drove to Safeway, volume cranked, my body may have been hurtling headlong toward forty but my brain was pretty firmly planted in secondary school.

Fools step in

Through a combination of a lot of little elements, I'm feeling really disoriented. Laundry didn't get done, but I think I've got enough clean clothing to last me, even if I do get to the gym. (Fingers crossed.) I've just spent way too long shoulders deep in my mp3s because Tavella shared her GCD tracks with me, and they were *MISSING FIELDS*! Some of them didn't have the year they were issued! Some were missing track numbers! You can see why this was so problematic. (For those unfamiliar, they're of the same school as REM and Timbuk3.) I'm certainly not feeling very connected to anything else. Like financial aid paperwork. Maybe a good long night's sleep will clear my head. Let's just hope my body agrees that this is a good thing. Or another finger of vodka is.

In other news, Sarah Silverman is really cute. It makes me wish she was really funny.