June 29th, 2008

wombat

A better Saturday than last week's

Never got the signal from P regarding breakfast this morning, and when I called her at 0900 she was already asleep. Oh well. Fared forth to DD for breakfast, Jiffy Lube for overdue maintenance on the Sportage (during which I finished Colonel Dave Grossman's On Killing), and to the library, where I paid my debt to society and picked up the second and third Takeshi Kovacs novels by Richard K. Morgan, along with Neal Stephenson's The System of the World. I then headed over to the Duncan branch, located in the Del Ray section of Alexandria, where I got John Ringo's Sister Time and Yellow Eyes. The former is excellent brain candy, carrying on the tale of the secret war between the O'Neal clan and the Darhel in a most amusing manner, especially in the scenes involving the reunion and subsequent meetings of Michelle and Cally O'Neal. What makes these especially fun is that Michelle has spent all her time off-planet among the Indowy, learning to become one of the fearsomely skilled mentats, who can, among other things, build hideously complex GalTech artifacts by manipulating nanites through a form of meditation and telepathy. Very much a study in opposites, these two, and the argument ensuing from the climax of events is FABULOUS.
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Spent the rest of the day reading, playing Civ, and keeping cool.
SSuiseiseki

avoiding the big fusion bomb in the sky

I haven't been swimming this week, which is bad for me and my legs, but since the diabetes meds and antibiotics are double-teaming my melanin cells all to hell it behooves me to stay the hell out of the sun as much as possible. I mentioned this to P this morning, and she was duly appalled to see the near-sunburn I'd managed to generate on my left forearm on the relatively short drive from Foxchase out to the Amphora in Herndon. So, bottom line, I'm not going out at all unless I have to, and on the weekends I really don't have to. Any shopping I need to do, I can do after dusk - and generally speaking, shopping on the weekends sucks anyway.

Can't wait to see what side effects I'm going to get off the diuretic I'll be starting after I finish up with the antibiotics next week. Thanks to the aforementioned medications, I'm already having to follow desert hydration rules (i.e., if you don't need to piss, you aren't drinking enough) and that doesn't look to be changing when the new drugs replace the old drugs. It's enough to make me wonder what the incidence is of drug interaction deaths in the elderly who can't keep straight what they're not supposed to take with what.
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