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Currently reading: Wicked

I used to think Wicked was hard going, the first couple of times I read it, but I guess I've got the hang of it now - I'm blowing right on through. (I'm not to the Kiamo Ko part yet, though, so I might be premature in saying that!)

I think I mentioned that I was reading the new Jenny Colgan - The Secret Christmas Library - and I ended up liking that one a lot. Very entertaining. I read a couple of holiday-themed romance novellas that I dug out of my collection - I'm in the holiday mood, I guess!

This morning I was reading an October Daye book - I'm blanking out on the name of it, but it's the one where we find out Stacy's real identity - but I stopped because it's pretty depressing and I decided I wasn't in the mood for that. (It's right on the tip of my tongue - Be the Serpent, is that it? It's late - or early, depending on your POV, and I'm not really all here right now.)

Maybe I should go to bed, actually. We're supposed to have a cold front - it's been 70-ish but it's supposed to drop to somewhere around freezing by tonight. By Texas Gulf Coast standards, that's like a blizzard.

Current Mood: tired

(written earlier today)
So it's 4 in the afternoon and I'm at work and I just realized I completely forgot about writing a Holidailies entry when I got home last night. Never thought about it once. I remember being distracted by something-or-other - probably a game, but I barely remember. So I pulled a page out of my work notebook and I'll write an entry here, I guess, to post later.

I guess I can talk about work! I don't really know that I have talked about that here in a while, and while we're a small group at Holidailies so far, I assume that at least some of the people reading don't know/don't remember all my job history. My job is not terribly exciting, by any means, but I mostly enjoy it. I work at a university gym part-time, and I have for a good many years now - 12 or 13 years, maybe? I got laid off from this same university back in 2008 after the big hurricane hit here - that was Ike, and I think a few of y'all probably do remember that at least vaguely because it was kind of big drama at the time!. I tried picking up another career and that never really worked out, but while all that was playing out I took this little part-time job where my husband worked, and I'm still here and so is he. He's full-time and can retire at some point before too long. Actually, I can too, I worked full-time long enough to be retirement-eligible, but I don't know how much money I'll actually get. I'm not even thinking about that yet. Maybe when Rob retires.

Whoa, I just went down a rabbit hole (it's pretty slow here today) and started reading my Dreamwidth/Livejournal entries tagged "work" all the way to back before Ike - I certainly talked quite a lot about my old job! and some about this one, too. (And some about the other part-time job I had for a while in there, which I practically forget about now.)

All the hurricane stuff reminds me that in the car going to see Wicked the other day with my sister and her friend, we started comparing hurricane stories. We were talking about how it's easy to remember the big storms like Ike, for the most part, but it gets hard to remember all the little ones - they all tend to blend together. When you've lived on the Gulf Coast for years like all three of us have, there are a lot of the little ones (and a good many medium-size ones) - you go, now wait, which one was that? Beryl? Harvey? (Those are just the first two that popped into my head. Beryl was the most recent one around here. Harvey was the one that dropped a shitload of water on most of greater Houston and made a huge mess, back a few years ago. It wasn't that strong of a storm, but it sat over our heads and rained for days and days.) (I really remember Harvey pretty well because where we live has creeks all around and we couldn't get out to get to work for several days.)

I'm past the 80% mark on Leviathan Falls, but I had to stop to look up a poem. I knew most of it, but I couldn't have told you who wrote it or whether it was a poem in itself or if it was part of something bigger.

I'm sure a lot of you will know this one, too. The quote in the book is "My candle burns at both ends. It will not last the night." (There are characters trading information between brains, that's about as much as I can say about the context without getting all spoilery. Really, there is no particular context.)

Anyway, my brain came up with this: "My candle burns at both its ends/It will not last the night/But oh my [something] and oh my [something]/It gives a lovely light."

For those of you who don't know the answer to this already, it's Edna St. Vincent Millay, "First Fig" (1920), and this is the entire poem:

"My candle burns at both ends
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends -
It gives a lovely light."

(OK, back to my book, now that my curiosity is satisfied.)

Added, an hour or two later: I finished the book. I liked it. I'll have to see if I have more to say about it after I've digested it a bit!

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