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There was the yearly environment drop off down at Central Tech, which feels far away in spite of being a lot closer than my old massage studio. But it's south and anything that isn't east of me registers as far away. And I had several sacks of old batteries to be disposed of, but there was also a rainfall warning (also thunderstorms and funnel clouds) and I didn't want to chance being caught in a downpour. So some day I'll take them over to the putative drop off outside Huron School, which is east of here in a straight line but well past Spadina. I'm told that the recycle store at the end of the street also takes them but I can't unload bags of the things on them, and they probably want the ends taped as well.

I dreamed, very realistically, that I tried to get on my old bike and could, no problem, and thought Well that's a relief, must remember to carry my keys now. And then I woke up.

Succeeded in finishing the doorstopper that's due next week at the library. Unfortunately the doorstopper is Company of Liars which has nothing in common with the Canterbury Tales and whoever said it did is, well, a liar. Unlike some people I liked the ending well enough in its Ima Ichiko-ish way but the book itself left me bilious. Have been unable to read anything but Thorndyke since and even Thorndyke is putting me off now, so I play Squaredle instead. This will change eventually and I'll get back to Scarlet but right now I don't think I can face the French revolution either.