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Sunday, March 16th, 2025 07:46 pmGot downstairs yesterday before breakfast to weigh myself because I was afraid my bagel and butter habit of the last week plus not moving much on my twinging leg would have had deleterious effects. Mind, the aging metabolism doesn't usually register these things for ten days, but still. In the event, am exactly the weight I was last week. So I'm not gaining, or at least not yet.
Got out to the store yesterday in between thunder showers and shower showers. Missed a chunk of Fidelio on the CBC thereby and when I came back they were playing something else, very oompapapa. Except that was the end of Fidelio. No idea how they stretched a two act opera into three hours: must have been a long intermission with talking heads. And since the voices of the CBC's male talking heads annoy me in their lack of mellifluousness, just as well I missed it. Mind, I'm impossible to please, because the extreme mellifluousness of Classic FM's female announcers irks me even more, and yes, Marilyn Lightstone, I am looking at you.
Stayed in today because there was no break in the rain until too late for a Sunday shop. Beaver on through False Value which is bearable-ish once you get past the split nareative chapters, and don't try to unravel the relentless Douglas Adams' references, which in my case I have not read, and for a break read Abigail, which is far more entertaining.
Got out to the store yesterday in between thunder showers and shower showers. Missed a chunk of Fidelio on the CBC thereby and when I came back they were playing something else, very oompapapa. Except that was the end of Fidelio. No idea how they stretched a two act opera into three hours: must have been a long intermission with talking heads. And since the voices of the CBC's male talking heads annoy me in their lack of mellifluousness, just as well I missed it. Mind, I'm impossible to please, because the extreme mellifluousness of Classic FM's female announcers irks me even more, and yes, Marilyn Lightstone, I am looking at you.
Stayed in today because there was no break in the rain until too late for a Sunday shop. Beaver on through False Value which is bearable-ish once you get past the split nareative chapters, and don't try to unravel the relentless Douglas Adams' references, which in my case I have not read, and for a break read Abigail, which is far more entertaining.
