I'm late today -- just warming up for today's reading/tweaking of Apocalypse. My last thorough pass-through, I hope. I plan to get halfway through the second half of the book; all the way through if my eyes don't start to bleed (that's meant figuratively; don't panic.)
I don't like the phrase 'warming up' on days like this because it's dangerously hot this weekend in Missouri. Like 100 degrees hot. I haven't even gone to work at the cafe this weekend because that's too hot for me to go outside in. (Ok, fine, I could go outside in it but that much heat makes me lazy.)
The drink du jour is Ten Ren No. 913 King's Oolong/Ginseng tea, a good solid Taiwanese tea a friend of mine gave me. It's amazingly refreshing hot tea. My frumpy calico cat Girlie-Girl (of the six, the one most attached to me) sits on the couch right behind me, cleaning herself.
Playing on the stereo: Concerto in A Major, Bach. In my life, Sunday mornings lend themselves to leisure and tea/coffee and classical music in a room cluttered with hobbies and cats.
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