1. First Day of School. This morning I got my new parking sticker and last textbook, so I’m all prepared for my first class of the semester tonight. I’m definitely not prepared for getting back to teaching tomorrow, but there’s time yet.
2. The Crying of Lot 49. I read the first three chapters, then skimmed the rest, because I just didn’t get it. I do get that it’s supposed to be a satire, but I suspect I was born in the wrong decade to truly appreciate it. Thomas Pynchon must be something one studies rather than reads for enjoyment.
3. Jingo. Terry Pratchett, on the other hand, is something one reads for a lot of enjoyment indeed. I love the books about Sam Vimes and the City Watch best.
4. Word Count. I should be writing my novel right now. I should be reaching 30,000 words. Instead, I’m thinking about making cookies and reading more about the pending war between Ankh-Morpork and Klatch. And instead of actually doing any of these things, I’m blogging about them. Blogging: Procrastination Has Never Been So Meta.
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