they'd all died from cold two months ago

[aamcnamara]

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(Through 140 was written yesterday, in the interest of full disclosure.)

Mean things: manipulative people who won't take no for an answer; people who are too nice to tell them off. Combine in a large bowl; stir...

That is not huge amounts of progress--it looks like more than it is 'cause I started a new chapter--but I did other things today. We went out to help on the farm we get a share from; I helped weed potatoes in the rain and got my hands exceedingly muddy in the process.

On the way back, we stopped in Stillwater, where I attempted to find some place in that town that would sell me a cup of tea (and eventually resorted to the co-op, which would sell me some very passable green tea). Stillwater is composed mainly of antique stores and riverfront, as far as I can tell. The riverfront is pretty, though, and the antique stores may be lovely--I did not venture inside.

They also have a few bookstores. In one of them, I contemplated the sad phenomenon that is the physics section in used bookstores, particularly popular-science books. Things that were cutting-edge in 1988 are, by and large, not so cutting-edge now, and 1988 is recent for some used bookstores.

Also, I took apart the tiny laser--well, mostly--and then put it back together, and now it doesn't work quite right. When it's on and I shake it too quickly it stops lasing. But I'll work on fixing that some other time.

Comments

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Ah, Stillwater bookstores! I found a great many obscure books on Icelandic history and law there once, but we were still poor grad students and could only afford two or three. Have to go back sometime and see whether it's always that kind of treasure trove or whether it's been cleared out.

[aamcnamara.livejournal.com]

It's quite possible that it remains! And, Stillwater being a very picturesque town, it's not like it will be an aesthetically unpleasing journey either way.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

This is true! Stillwater is on about the outside edge of comfort for my car trips with the vertigo, but still, outside edge is far better than beyond the outside edge, and I can use a change of scenery.

Not, perhaps, in June. Or perhaps in June after all, depending on what alecaustin wants to do while he's here. Alec! 4th St.! Alec! 4th St.!