Thursday...

[fajrdrako]

I went for a walk today. I thought, vaguely, that i might walk all the way to the Silver Snail, but my muscles were tired before I even got halfway. How the mighty walker is fallen - that's what three months of sitting in a chair will go for you. My right arm isthe only place I have any muscles now.

Note to self: walk again tomorrow.

So instead of going to the Snail, I went to Morala for coffee. I read The Ottawa Citizen pretty much front to end, what a boring and empty newespaper that is. Was it always, or am I getting more exacting in my old age?

Then I read more of Bujold's Cryoburn. I find I don't want to finish it too quickly.