?

Log in

No account? Create an account
Happy Everything
Posted on Monday 1 December 2008 at 9:33 am

Thanksgiving Wrap-up


Tags: , , , , ,
My plan for the Thanksgiving weekend was to clean my apartment some, have Thanksgiving dinner with some friends, spend Saturday reading for fun, and then back to work on Sunday. Things didn't quite work out that way.

Thanksgiving Day itself was an interesting collection of highs and lows. I spent the morning prepping some stuff to take to the lunch some of the grad students were having. I never got around to eating breakfast, but didn't think much of it. Some people were meeting at my place to carpool over to the lunch, and shortly before they arrived, I started getting really thirsty. I guzzled a couple of glasses of water and thought everything was fine. Then just as we were leaving, I started feeling nauseated. We were at my car when I told them to hold on a minute and I went back inside and all the water plus whatever else was in my stomach came back up. Not pleasant but I felt fine afterwards. My assumption is that my sinuses drained too much gunk into my stomach and I just needed to get it out. So we all went to the Thanksgiving lunch and had a very nice time indeed. Then a couple of people came back to my place and we watched a couple of Ewan McGregor movies (Down with Love and Serpent's Kiss). By the end of the second one, I had a killer headache and went to bed immediately after. So sick in the morning and evening with lots of fun in between basically sums up my Thanksgiving.

I couldn't concentrate on working, so instead of cleaning my apartment some, I cleaned it thoroughly. I planned to spend maybe a couple of hours wiping the counters and sweeping and mopping the kitchen. I spent over three hours cleaning every inch of the stove alone. When it came time to clean the floors, I did it in chunks and moved all the furniture and everything. This place is clean. It is kind of nice.

I did manage to spend some time reading for fun. I haven't been able to read novels nearly as much as I'd like lately, so that was very nice. I read The Annotated Alice (Alice's Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass with helpful commentary). It was entertaining, but mostly the notations just confirmed for me that Lewis Carroll was one creepy dude. I also read Slaughterhouse-Five and Catcher in the Rye. I enjoyed Slaughterhouse-Five more. I actually wrote a review of Catcher in the Rye over at GoodReads. It is only a paragraph, but here's the link if you're interested in my thoughts. I went to the library and got several books, so I've got a few more novels to keep me occupied when I find free time. Since I have the problem of needing to read an entire story at one time, I also got a collection of short stories. I figure for at least a few days, I can read a couple of stories every night before bed. That way I can get my fiction fix even if I don't have the hours to devote to reading an entire novel. The short story collection is called Bangs and Whimpers and all the stories are different ways the world ends. Great stuff. I couldn't decided if I wanted to limit myself to two or three stories each night, but then I looked at the table of contents and realized the third story was by Neil Gaiman. So of course I decided three stories a night was good otherwise I'd have to wait a day to read that one. That was a mistake. His story was really creepy at the end and I was afraid of nightmares and had a bit of trouble getting to sleep. Oh well. It was a fantastic story.

That's pretty much my weekend. I'm starting to try to get up at 8:30, go for an hour walk from 9:00 to 10:00 and then eat breakfast and get started on whatever I'm doing for the day by 11:00 (I like getting a slow start but then I work late, usually until 7:00 or 8:00). I managed it one day, the next it was raining so I couldn't go for the walk, and today it is 9:30 and I haven't left yet because I was on the phone with my mother and then wrote this entry. Oh well. I'm going to go for a walk after posting this and just get off to a late start today.

Comments:

kate_scarlet
kate_scarlet at 11:36 pm on 01 December 2008 (UTC) (Link)
I have the Annotated Alice too! I didn't know anyone else in the world owned that book! I also liked Slaughterhouse Five, though it is a mighty strange book. Kurt Vonnegut must be added to the list of creepy dudes. I'm really curious about Bangs and Whimpers now.

I'm sorry your Thanksgiving was such a drag. At least you got some Ewan McGregor goodness in there, even if it was sandwiched in by unfortunateness.
Rachael
bratty_jedi at 12:03 am on 02 December 2008 (UTC) (Link)
I've been looking at a lot of the books in that annotated series. I want the various fairy and folk tale ones (Anderson, Brothers' Grimm, etc.) but I don't see any point in some of them (is there really a need for an annotated Secret Garden?). My sister put the upcoming Harry Potter fairy tale book on her Christmas wishlist. I'm debating getting her that and one of the annotated folktale books, but I don't know which one to get her and I can't afford all of them!

Vonnegut is creepy in a way I can understand and appreciate. Carroll, not so much. Which probably says more about me than it really does about either of them :)

The three stories I've read thus far in Bangs and Whimpers were a lot of fun. They were by Arthur C. Clarke, Robert Reed, and Neil Gaiman. Reed's was probably the most abstract and thought-provoking, Clarke's the most off-the-wall and fun (if the end of the world can be fun), and Gaiman's certainly ended on the most chilling note. I enjoyed them all. There are still stories to go in the collection by Isaac Asimov, Philip K. Dick, Robert A. Heinlein, and the like so this is certainly an impressive collection of some of sci-fi's best. And with a topic like the end of the world it is hard to go wrong. I'm going to find it very tough to only read three stories a night and make it last a whole week.

Ewan McGregor goodness is always welcome! It is odd that I had such horrible moment, and really each only lasted an hour at most. The rest of the day was perfectly fine. C'est la vie, I suppose.


   Leave a New Comment
Previous Entry  Next Entry