Still Reading

That's right. I'm still working my way through The Illuminatus Trilogy. But here's the reason why. I've been living in the library these past couple of days doing some of my coursework. I thought to myself what a novel idea it would be to sign up for a library card since I lost the one I had years ago & didn't think they would keep information in their systems like that. But, I was proven wrong because they just issued me a replacement card & I've abandoned (gasp) Robert Anton Wilson for the moment. I've already seem to have reached my maximum number of holds I'm able to request (12) which makes me sad, but it'll do.

Let's see... I started the "Couch To 10K" training program today. I actually did Week 1 Day 1's program back to back today (40 minute session for each day), with an additional 3 laps around my old high school's track (which is awesome, by the way) which was still covered in snow. What a challenge that was (no, really). I realized that Bon Jovi doesn't work in my playlist while I'm running, but surprisingly, Jack Off Jill's cover of The Cure's Lovesong works splendidly, & Bruno Mars isn't too shabby, either.

I'm not being crazy. This is all part of something I'm working towards. It's not just losing weight & getting fit, but something more grande is in the plans that I'm not ready to tell anybody about yet. Okay, maybe I might've told one person about it, but that's it.

Diana Wynn Jones passed away early this morning after a long battle with cancer. I never knew it, but what I always thought of as a Japanese story & film was actually written by none other than Diana! I absolutely love the soundtrack to Howl's Moving Castle & remember practicing one of the tracks on the piano fervently years ago.

Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett are finally making Good Omens. Good grief, I say. There are even rumors about a Sandman movie adaptation, but I'm not getting my hopes high. Again, that's been another rumor that makes an appearance once in a while when people get bored. I say this because Neil Gaiman's works usually end up in the deep, deep depths of space, even when finances & actors & the whole bit have been procured, the project always seem to dissolve into thin air, never to be heard of again.