January 11th, 2010

tiredy

Not actually dragged behind a truck.

In some ways being diagnosed with pneumonia is a relief, because I was feeling really run-down and sort of fuzzily disconnected from all the stories I want to write. They all sounded like a good idea for someone to do, and I just couldn't make the connection that that someone should be me, and it's nice to know that that's because I am genuine real-life verifiably sick and not because something has gone haywire with the creative wiring.

I spent the vast majority of today reading on the library couch, and I didn't really get to the point where I was sick of reading on the library couch and wanted to get up and do something different. There were bits when I wasn't sure reading on the library couch wasn't going to be too strenuous. I think I will be making a dedicated effort to nap tomorrow. That is my fascinating plan. If I don't get back to you on something, I promise it's not you, it's pneumonia, vertigo, and cramps doing their lovely dance upon me. This is not the kind of fun you want to have, and if anybody comes around asking, tell them no thanks.

I decided that as I am unlikely to feel 100% immediately, I can be indulged in some things, and so I ordered four Reginald Hill novels from the library. So there.

timprov and I watched a movie tonight, and I would like to talk more about it, but I don't have the energy left, so I will merely ask: has anybody else seen The Brother From Another Planet? We knew it had Joe Morton. We like Joe Morton. We did not realize it would have David Strathairn. It is one extremely weird movie. But we agreed it was probably the best First Contact movie either of us had ever seen, and neither of us remembers hearing anybody talk about it ever. So I thought I'd ask.

(Aaaaah, how did I miss Straithairn playing J. Robert Oppenheimer??? MUST FIND. And what is apparently a Sacco and Vanzetti movie? Seriously? Oh my.)