Another day of tiredness and day two of rather dramatic muscle spasms in my trunk. I'm starting to get sore, which is especially annoying.
So, I'm still taking it easy. Did a bit of crocheting while we watched another episode from the first season of Lost (yes, I know, we're several years behind the times), but my hands started to hurt again, so I've left off.
I've been re-reading The Raj Quartet by Paul Scott for the first time since 2007 and enjoying it immensely. I haven't even been excessively bothered by some not-so-pleasant memories I was worried would be stirred up in association (fingers-crossed that remains the case). I'm about to start on book two now, we'll see if I get bored and have to switch gears for a while.
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I came late to the Lost party myself, about a year and a half ago, and now I'm hooked. It fills the void that was left when Battlestar Galactica jumped the shark with a vengeance. Plus Hurley kind of reminds me of someone we know... before he cut his hair, grew a goatee, and became consumed by hatred.
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