When I said I liked the early light, I didn't mean every day

[threeplusfire]

Given that I was wide awake forty five minutes before my alarm was scheduled to go off this morning, I've had extra time. I took a very long bath, and then a shower while I drank my morning coffee. (Incidentally my morning coffee recently has been this Brazillian stuff that isn't bad, but is only palatable after I dump enough cream in it to make it match the terra cotta color of my coffee cup.) While reading Bourdain in the tub and drinking coffee, I had the leisure to contemplate what a mess the apartment is and how we really should get down to a thorough cleaning. I have made some progress that largely consisted of making my room slightly more messy. Tonight I intend to be more productive after a trip to the grocery store.

Lately I've been avoidant of the news, which is a shameful thing on my part. Every explosion in Baghdad makes my throat tighten, and I think about Bob, and every other poor damned person stuck in that quagmire. I feel dishonest, avoiding it.

Instead I read a lot of random articles about science. Science has never been my field, but I study it in my desultory way. For instance, the ethical debate over choosing the sex of your babies. Or the recent study scientifically rigorous grounds to evaluate talk therapy treatment for panic disorders. Or the strange, slightly creepy world of designer dog breeding.

Then I have to go read Penny Arcade and feel a little better about the world.

Comments

[frostwalrus.livejournal.com]

I agree, the kitchen is a disaster, and the living room isn't much better.

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

We can turn up the stereo and pretend we're on meth and clean, clean, clean. :P

[frostwalrus.livejournal.com]

Why pretend, I will pick some up on the way home. I am going to start with my desk when I get home.