Flight into Fantasy

Class so did not happen today. Tomorrow I have to go, if only to assuage my guilty conscience, and they say Friday the high is supposed to be somewhere above freezing, which is a very good thing. Because then I may freeze to death, but it’ll take longer.

In the meantime, I dipped back into A Storm of Swords because I just couldn’t leave those books alone.
This book is going to be sort of hard to get through because I’ve been spoiled a little, and even if I weren’t, well… You don’t have to be a genius to realize that Martin is fixing to push Tyrion, one of my favorite characters in the series, to an extremely large fall from grace. And one of my favorite things about A Clash of Kings was watching Tyrion put the smackdown on his horrible bitchy sister.

And in completely irrelevant ASOIAF news, I want someone to write me some Jon Snow/Samwell Tarly fanfic. That is all.

• 1. Sometimes I wish there was more I could do to help. Especially since I know keenly what certain situations are like.

• 2. I would like Needful Things a lot better if the characters weren’t all dancing around on puppet strings. I’m also fairly certain I’m *not* going to like how it ends.
• 3. People who play other people’s pets in role playing games and treat them like actual characters need to be forbidden from doing so ever again on pain of red hot pokers through their noses.
• 4. The day started out badly. It is not improving.

I suppose I should come up with something coherent to say. However, as that never happens (as those of you who read me should well know) let me offer up a few things.

• 1. A Song of Ice and Fire might possibly be the best fantasy series ever written. I’m glad I stuck it out even though it took me a hell of a long time to get into it. On that note, Brienne the Beauty (who appears in the second book) might be the best secondary character ever. When I stole a look at the appendix and discovered her name, I thought she’d be one of the “fierce fighterMary Sue” types. But she’s not. She’s a fierce fighter, but she’s ugly as sin, physically, and knows it, and that makes her self-conscious. (And that’s another thing I like about Martin. Not all of his characters are good-looking, and the best characters are often the most repulsive physically… Take that, all you silly amateurs!)

• Jolt Cola tastes incredibly flat. I can’t imagine voluntarily drinking the stuff more than once, caffeine or no.
• I cannot believe I entertained a crush on my little brother’s best friend. He might have a few redeeming qualities, but he needs to ripen a little more on the vine before I’ll have much use for him.
• I wish my sister wouldn’t be nearly so open about her sex life with me.
• I should do a random stupid poll.

So I’ve been back for a few days now. The computer issue got resolved, finally, and now I’m back up and running.

It’s nice to be able to feed my Internet addiction again. What’s not nice is that I finally really got into a series of books I’ve been reading of which the third book is not available from the Library of Congress. Also not nice is the fact that I don’t have the money to get a subscription to Audible, which would solve *that* problem quite nicely.

In other news, my sister’s boyfriend is still not moved in. I don’t know if he actually *will* move in anytime during my lifetime. At this point, the odds seem heavily against it.

Other than that, I’m well. And despite the fact that I had a million posts in my head when I didn’t have computer access I don’t really know what else to say.

I really want Chinese food. I know I don’t need Chinese food and should probably find something else to eat, but something else is not what I want. Should I order it?

Of course, I probably will anyway.

In other news, Lolita is the latest book I will struggle through. I knew I wasn’t going to like it, and thus far I have not been disappointed. Oh well, at least when I go to the book club I joined I can say I’ve read a little of it. (I’m assigning myself six chapters a day for the next week and praying that’ll get me a respectable chunk through the book.