waiting for the post


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My work load this week is pretty light again, so I waited until this morning to write and post my Lady Bird review -- I went to see a SIFF advanced screening of it last night at the Uptown. Since it barely exceeded ninety minutes, even busing home after it I was back by only a few minutes after 9:00, which meant I technically had the time to write the review last night, but I didn't feel like it. I wanted to read my library book for a bit instead, and that was after getting into bed a little past 9:30, or maybe it was 9:45. I've been getting to bed pretty early consistently lately, and it's worked well for me. I was asleep by 10:20, out of bed just under seven hours later and feeling pretty well rested.

For the movie, I took the bus there and back -- the #8 there, the #2 back. I should start relying on the #2 more. For ages I thought of it as the longer option, just because it takes a more circular route that's seemingly out of the way than the #8, which goes straight down Denny, but if they leave at the same time the difference is only a couple of minutes. Probably because Denny Way is just a shit street to drive down with its traffic and pretty much always has been. Anyway, it really only matters which of them is coming to its bus stop first. Coming back, they both leave from the same stop. On Capitol Hill their stops are between three and four blocks away but in opposite directions.

It gave me plenty of time to read on buses, in any case. I actually finished Marc Maron's Waiting for the Punch just this morning, when I had only about 10 pages left. Marc Maron even retweeted me about it, yay! I guess he has his final book signing stop right here in Seattle on Saturday, but that requires actually buying the book. Libraries are it for me. He doesn't make any money off me but whatever. I did have a paid subscription to How Premium to support him for ages, although I recently canceled it. I no longer feel like I need access to all of his pocast archives, or like he is any desperate need for my five bucks a month.

But anyway, the book is excellent, the best I've read so far this year, and the second I've given a solid A. (The previous was Carrie Fisher's The Princess Diarist, which actually got mixed reviews from critics, while this one is kind of a critical smash, as I understand it.) I would recommend it to anyone who likes to read, period -- you don't have to be a fan or a listener of the podcast.

I thoroughly enjoyed the movie last night too, by the way. It was wonderful and I would highly recommend it. In fact, I did.

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Shobhit returns from his 25-day trip to India in two days. I suppose I should brace myself. I was surprised by how much I missed him the first day he was gone, but have honestly been fine since. I have explained to multiple people, though, how it's easy not to miss someone you know is coming back. Knowing he's coming back -- crazy-making as he can be -- makes all the difference in the world. I think I'm ready for him to be back now, actually. How things will go beyond that remains to be seen. He's still got one of the two jobs he had before leaving, so that's good. God knows what it will take for him to get back into program management, but I do hope that happens sooner than later. And hopefully not at a company that makes him miserable.

It's weird to consider that he leaves Delhi tomorrow afternoon my time, but at 3:15 early Friday morning Delhi time. Layover in Amsterdam, then lands here in Seattle at 11:32 a.m. Friday. By reading of clocks at local places, it's about an eight-hour span. But because Delhi is currently 13 and a half hours ahead, he’ll actually be traveling for about 22 hours.

It won't be long after that we'll be careening headlong into the packed calendar of the holiday season. My favorite time of the year!

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[posted 12:39 pm]