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I dreamed I was going to a ren faire with daegaer. :)  And there was some strange subplot about a vengeful ghost who didn't want her kitchen decorative scheme used by anyone else, but that was less personally important to me than finding a particular knapsack which I (in real life) had when I was in high school and somehow mislaid some years ago.  (I do have an unfortunate tendency to be very attached to some things.)

In other news - today the gas gets turned off at 9am so that they can replace the meters (which I think means they're going to make us pay for our own gas), so I have to be done feeding myself and taking my shower by then.  Two hours.  I don't know if I can manage.  I'm not inconsiderably distracted by reading "The Big Over Easy."  Eor had to make me put it down last night so he could turn out the light and by the time he was out of the shower this morning I had it open again.

dinner plans and Books 11 and 12

Finally, the gas meter guy has been and relit the stove and the gas smell has cleared out, and I feel as though I can safely shut the window and go do the recycling and groceries.  I had no problem waiting, of course, drinking Tang and tea, eating chicken soup and vitamins.  (And finished "The Big Over Easy" of course!  That rocked!! :))  My cold seems to have decided to make a little comeback this morning, I guess because my nose got dried out last night. :P  (I'm NOT too sick to go to dinner, though, littleredhead!)

With impending dinner plans for tonight I have finally sat down and looked at the link littleredhead sent me on how to get to the restaurant.  It seems on initial review as though the written directions which Google maps gives are contradictory to the map.  It says to keep left at the fork in the road, but left would appear from the map to keep you on Rt. 1 rather than take you down Maine St.  Now, I know I've gone through there enough times I should probably remember how this works, but my memory sucks, so I'm glad I have eor.  (If I didn't have him along I would trust that I would figure it out on the fly, because I usually can, and I've got the restaurant's phone number in case I can't.) 

Oddly, Google maps always insists on calling Rt 1 "Blue Star Memorial Highway" - as if anyone in Maine would refer to it as that.  Rt 1 has always been Rt 1, it's one of those touchstones of the Maine experience.

Now, must be productive. 

Oh, also, "Warlord of Mars" must have been book #11 for this year - I have no idea what day I finished it, forgot to tag it - and "The Big Over Easy" was #12.

wheeee!

Great evening with littleredhead and groundctrl!  We are full of wonderful Indian food and ice-cream, but we can never have our fill of the fascinating and fun conversation! ;) 

We also have piles of new books!  groundctrl brought us three, and then of course what you do between leaving an Indian restaurant and going for ice-cream is to spend some time at a bookstore while you digest. ;)  (Doesn't everyone?)  I don't have the whole stack here with me to list them out, but I suppose they will all get listed soon, as they are read.

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Completely unrelatedly, I have decided that the woman who owns Cunningham Books is an angel.  She provides clean books at, generally, a reasonable price - eor just noted how very reasonable when he looked up one of the books he got at her place in quite good condition and the best he could find it for online sounded as though it was probably a little beat up but was maybe only a dollar less - and yet somehow stays in business in a town where floor space is at an incredible premium.  She must own the building and live above her shop, and rent out other apartments, but even so with taxes what they are she must lose money.  She's this world's Aziraphale, it's the only explanation. 

(*sings* "I found out she's an angel, I don't think she knows I know.  I'm worried that something might happen to me if anyone ever finds out.")