Voiceless

In fine and typical fashion, having finally gotten my days back to myself I have managed to lose my voice. This could make day to day transactions more difficult than expected.

Oh well. At least I can blog...

I've been wearing my cape-coat at almost every waking moment much to Gene's amusement. It's nice and warm although it currently has a rather disconcerting scent of lighter fluid, but I think that's just the "wet new wool" smell that I haven't smelt of a while. A bit of airing is in order I think.

Having been given a three books for my birthday (one of them an audio book) I have already started two. It's only natural! I'm saving one of them for our trip to Singapore/Japan. Gene and I listened to Reaper Man last night as we were falling asleep and caught up on the other bits when we woke up this morning. I love audio books. It is important to note that laugher is not always conducive to sleep.

While passing time between shows I've been reading The Sandman Papers which has been most interesting. I'm up to the fourth paper at the moment and am rapidly discovering whole new branches of academia that I was unaware of. There is much more reading to be done at the end of this. So many books and not enough time...