Well, this was a lovely way to wake up.  </sarcasm>

Sleep far too late, because I’m still getting the last traces of Luvox out of my system.  Come down to check email, etc.  Hit the power button on the computer, and absolutely nothing happened.

There may have been some cursing.  In Mando’a, at that.*

If that wasn’t hint enough, proof I’m a geek:  I had a spare machine I could cannabalize for a temporary replacement power supply.

I’m also experiencing more or less the PMS from Hell, due to withdrawl from the Luvox.  I’m very thankful that I have people around me who are both caring and understanding.

For good, there’s this:

The phoneix-like return of the Adamas Shawl.  Please note, I hate the picture on the KnitPicks website – you can’t see any actual detail of the shawl, which is quite lovely.

Also good:  the podcast novel 7th Son from J.C. Hutchins.  TD turned me onto podcast novels in general, and this one in particular, and I’m enjoying it a great deal.  Bit too involved listening for knitting lace, but perfect for spinning.

If it weren’t so hot here that the thought of spinning makes me want to melt.

*  If you’ve never read Karen Traviss’ work, please treat yourself.  Her Republic Commando books are my literary equivalent of comfort food.  With the past year being what it has, I need to replace those copies with new reading copies, as they’ve been read and loved nearly to death.

One more thing that makes me smile often:  The signed copies of those novels on the shelf over my desk.  That was a most wonderful gesture at a time I really needed something good to happen.  I do, however, suspect TD’s involvement, since he has my mailing address.  Otherwise I’d start to worry.  Hehe.