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Home sick from both school and work. I feel dreadful, and when I'm not feeling dreadful, I'm coughing. My lung capacity is about 2/3 of what it should be.

I did manage, however, to hit the library, though I think I took a third again as much time walking around from here to there as I should have given that I'm short of breath and I resent that.

It turned out that I did have one overdue item, but the fine was less than a dollar, hooray, and next time I should be more careful.

I ran into a schoolmate there, one of the guys from the procrastinating gamers' club. It turned out that he's a Bujoldian too. I recommended her latest two to him, and when I retrieve Irresistable Forces from Darkside, I may well lend him that. He's not following Lackey as much as he used to, because he read the Last Herald-Mage series, and Vanyel was shaych and he's Mormon, and the two don't match up well. We failed to have the obvious "Um, honey, some people don't think the way you do..." because he knows that I'm active in the school's GSU. We had a very nice conversation over the science fiction section. I recommended Bester and Dick to him.

Since my intuition has been getting better about things like this, I flatter myself that the young man may have been flirting with me, a bit, though certainly not overtly. Hee.

Found a couple books, checked 'em out. Hooray libraries! Hooray online information from libraries!
Item Number: Author: Title: Status: Due Date:
31730044038136 Cook, Paul. The engines of dawn Checked out 06/07/04
31730044413933 Ford, John M. The last hot time Checked out 06/07/04
31730048031905 Bertin, Joanne. The last dragonlord Checked out 06/07/04
31730058319430 Lackey, Mercedes. The fairy godmother Checked out 06/07/04



Slogged my way back from the library, and continued on the bus down to the nearest sane McD's, where I got one of the salad/water/pedometer Happy Meal things. The pedometer is a cheesy little piece of junk electronics, but it's sufficient for playing with. (It's evidently "not a toy". Hah.)

Now, reading happily. And coughing.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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