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I'm having trouble remembering what I've done this weekend other than read. I know I had a class on Saturday morning and I cleaned my room, shelved books, watched maudlinrose clean her room, hung out with the flatmates, darthsappho and tofulope and go to church today, but I've also read six or seven books in those two days. I think.

Sharon Lee & Steve Miller:
Agent of Change - started Friday
Carpe Diem
Plan B
I Dare

Patricia McKillip
The Changeling Sea

Takako Shigematsu:
Tenshi Ja Nai Vol. 2
Tenshi Ja Nai Vol. 5

Robin McKinley:
Dragonhaven

Plus some small amount of fic.

I think I'm worded out for a bit. This is a rare state for me to be in, but then, I don't usually read for so long all at once. I probably should have switched into my reading glasses.

I have four hours of lectures tomorrow. My Wednesday class teacher can't make it on Wednesday, so it's been shifted to Monday, same as my other class. It's going to be really good being out of the office for four and a half hours (including transport time) on Monday, although somewhat better than being out of the office all day last Monday, Monday being my busiest day.

The brain isn't quite imploding, but I predict interesting dreams tonight with lots of crossovers.

Terrible pasta dinner tonight. I tried to improve it with the addition of a decent amount of orengo, black pepper and smoked paprika, and a little bit of cheese, but it remained stubbornly bland and vaguely plasticy. I think I'm going to try to avoid that meal for a little while.

I should go make my lunch, get the coffee ready for the morning and go to bed.