rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


Another successful trip to the Goodwill store book department again today. There is a one volume hardbound collection of all fifty of Agatha Christie's stories featuring Hercule Poirot, a hardbound copy of Gershon Legman's definitive volume The Limerick, and a paperback of The Great Gatsby. These are all books I didn't have copies of before the fire, though I did have other books by Fitzgerald and Christie, and a few articles by Legman in various rare or semi-rare magazines. So it's not like I've gotten anything back, but there's still sort of a lateral restoration.

Right now I'm fixing (aka boiling and microwaving) a very late dinner. I've been running behind all day after oversleeping again. I've replenished my beer supply, so I'll be sort of ready for the next three days. The weather bureau is issuing an extreme heat warning. It's going to hit triple digits every day through Friday, and possibly on Saturday as well. I'd been thinking I might get to the bus-accessible store Friday but that now seems unlikely. I might not even get back over to the Plaza. This evening's walk there was quite hellish, and I didn't even get out the door until after seven o'clock.

I can hear two crickets chirping again tonight. It's probably going to stay pretty warm all night, so I won't be turning off the air conditioner and opening the windows, which means I'll only get to listen to the crickets when I go outside. Last night was fairly cool and I got a couple of hours of cricket song through the open windows before the sun came up and silenced them. The next few nights are going to be hot too, so it;s going to be more of the same for the rest of the week. I really hope this will be the last such week for the year, but it probably won't.

Oh, there goes the microwave bell, dinner is ready.

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