Never mind; it’s not your fault, it’s my stupid mood disorder. These things happen, and I’ll be better later.
Jon Zeigler sent me a friendly e-mail about the stream of reviewer’s comments (on his star system design manuscript) that I sent him, and we had a pleasant exchange. That’s a bit of a relief, because I’ve sent 36 e-mails of comments since the 30th of January, and I was afraid that I had snowed him under and got diverted to his spam folder.
Bleargh.
Things are not going as well as hoped. Two weekend visits from an attention-seeking cousin, and a dinner-party that was enjoyable but tiring. Also, a bout of gout that has taken the spring out of my step. My dog seems resigned to never going for a proper walk again.
But circumstances are not to blame. I’ve sat at my desk and tried to write, and every day closed my file at lunch-time unchanged since half past nine.
At least we’ve had decent rain: 157 mm in the past week with another week of light showers to come, according to the Bureau.
My eldest brother phoned to tell me that he is not coming to stay next weekend (the 13th & 14th) as planned, but arriving tonight and staying until Tuesday.
Have you considered moving without leaving a forwarding address…?
I have considered moving to a one-room apartment.
Might I advise the benefits of having your own moat?
There’s a church just down the road that has that, with a direct river frontage. Alas, no drawbridge.
I very much hope that is full of crocodylus pontifex.
I am rather suddenly feeling a lot better. I had glimmerings of a remission about a week ago. Today I feel fine. Not depressed at all. Not sleepy. No psychomotor retardation. No signs of pseudo-dementia that I can observe: mind clear, memory apparently present and correct. No social aversion — I was able to chat wittily with my dentist’s assistants. No feeling that everything is impossible and not worthwhile anyway. This is pleasant. I like it.
I hope this sticks for a while. I’ve had a bad two years.
Indeed, I wish you a persistent improvement. I’ve seen how intractible depression is; it’s a good thing if yours has let up.
Splendid! Long may it continue.
This is excellent news
Very pleased to hear this; I hope it stays for a long time.
Excellent, I hope it continues
Brett are you interested in an online game on Rill20 (free) using the Aliens rule set, maybe 3 or 4 sessions of 3 hours, email me on andrew@happynumbers.net.au
Making, or even eating, roast turkeys, plum puddings, and mince pies while it is 35 C in the shade and raining heavily is simply insane.
I’ve always presumed it was a deliberate and demonstrative insanity, rather than one carried out unthinkingly.
Yes, it certainly looks like the behaviour of a people who are in furious denial that they are anything other than British folk in a foreign country. But I’m sure that my brothers and sisters don’t actually identify that way.