Dec. 20th, 2012

Feeling somewhat better this morning, although the fever is still coming and going, which is as well since [personal profile] fbhjr and [personal profile] malterre are in theory on their way. That will probably mean even less time spent on this blog than usual (although, let's face it, that's not exactly going to be a huge change from the last few weeks.) Alas, they will be walking into a house that even the most kindly minded of you would not exactly call "clean" just now, but the friendly cat says he will be friendly enough (to [profile] fbjhr who is highly allergic to him) that they won't notice. Also, Christmas train.

Meanwhile, if you are so inclined, book discussion of Georgette Heyer continues with one of my favorites, The Talisman Ring.

Since the next two Tuesdays are Christmas and New Year's, respectively, the Heyer reread is going to take a bit of a hiatus. (Also because the next book is An Infamous Army, not exactly Heyer's fastest read.) It may be back on January 8th, but since that is also known to many, many people as "YAY! WE WILL FINALLY KNOW HOW THE WHEEL OF TIME SERIES ENDS!" day it may be pushed back another week. We'll see. Meanwhile, keep an eye on Tor.com today since it's just possible that a Santa related post might be making an appearance. Just maybe. The Roald Dahl reread, though, should be continuing without interruption over the next couple of weeks.

Meanwhile, everyone keep your fingers crossed that the one last present I ordered will in fact arrive by Saturday (sniffle). It was supposed to arrive Monday and has been "delayed." Ah, holiday shipping.
For those of you waiting impatiently for Les Miserables next week, the Little One would like to offer up his latest poem, which he feels perfectly captures the spirit and meaning of the original novel:

One scratch more –
Another day, another lap moment
This endless road to nirvana –
This human who scratches my chin –
Surely she'll do it again!

One scratch more!

I was not scratched enough today –
will I be scratched enough tomorrow?

One scratch more!

Tomorrow she'll be typing away again –
And yet that does not scratch my chin!

One scratch more!

One more nap here on my own –
One more look of her not caring –
What a life I might have known,
I'll just walk into her lap!
She'll be sure to scratch me there!

One scratch more!

One scratch more – wait, where is my tuna?
I must nip this in the bud,
I must sink my little teeth in,
I must mark my point with blood!

Watch her run amuck,
watch her squawk and curse,
note how this results in hands in my fur!

One scratch more to my nirvana!
Tomorrow I'm certain has lots of scratches for me in store!
One scratch more!
One more scratch!
One scratch more!

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