Looks like I was for much of the year. 196 books read according to my log, although there are a few more items (eg Equoid by Charles Stross and the original collection of Metrozone short stories from Simon Morden) not recorded that add up to tip me over the 200 mark.
For no really good reason sugar spun and I decided to fuck off to Berlin with the puppy in tow for a few days to meet up with various friends including Hulver and rebound rabbit. It was the second time in the capital city for both of us.
We found out what we already knew: we really like living in Munich.
I have a meet on Saturday. I'm very much in the dark about how well I can do in it because my training has been messed up for a variety of reasons, and I can't properly test this week without interfering with my ability to display strength on Saturday.
Otherwise Reynolds could have sorted my Dad out. So, picture the scene, we're riding 2 miles from our B&B to Dalwhinnie station with a 25mph tailwind on a Sustrans path. It's slightly downhill, and narrow. It's a well surfaced path, just over a metre wide, but bumping and swerving up and down to bridges over streams. It swerves up towards the main road (the A9) to cross a gully. I can ride offroad
Sometimes I stare at the grass and appreciate the beauty of nature. I like to pull bark off trees and sniff it, occasionally snorting an ant or two. The coolness of the wind gives me the shivers. I dig shallow holes with my bare hands so that "dirty" will mean more than "unclean" to my soul.
i dreamt of a university student. male, corn-fed farm boy of the kind i encountered so frequently at guelph. he walked across campus and into an old ivy covered building, across an indoor stone walkway, and attend his film lecture. the lecture hall was half full and everyone was sitting near the front. some girls were talking and laughing loudly. the professor comes in, sits in the centre of the room, to the right of the male student whose perspective i have adopted.
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