Maaan, I can't believe I did it yet again. I allowed myself to get drawn back into reading "What Passing Bells" over breakfast. Finally I tore myself away, thinking it's about time I go do the grocery shopping in case Eor comes home early again like he did last week (very likely, as there's not much to do right now because their whole move process is almost done; or that's the impression I've been getting), and I went to take some Advil. "No, not that many," I thought to myself as a about five rolled out of the bottle, "I have to drive. Oh, wait." In fact I left my car at work last night also and made Eor come out and pick me up, because there was a parking ban for road clearing and it seemed as though it had worked so well the night before. So I need to take the bus out there and get it before I can do the shopping. Not such a huge deal at all, but it's going to take a little longer and I really should have left... oh, any time this morning would have been good, but an hour or more ago would have been about ideal. Whatever. It's just annoying that something like that had completely slipped my mind, even though I remember now thinking about it some hours ago.
The ironic thing is that "What Passing Bells" concerns Miles having been poisoned by something that is mimicking a speeded up case of Alzheimer's.
The ironic thing is that "What Passing Bells" concerns Miles having been poisoned by something that is mimicking a speeded up case of Alzheimer's.