In which phones ring suddenly

Ok, time to start for tonight. If the laundry is finsihed by the time I'm done, then I can get to bed at a reasonable hour. I really need to get back on a sleep schedule that actually includes sleep.

I think I'm getting a sense of what the underworld will be like. Rather like an abandoned subway station, used by the homeless, the faceless, the people in limbo. They could jokingly refer to the train tracks as the river Styx or the Lethe.... make it like the L and give it an infamous third rail, so you need a ferryman of sorts? That might work. How to do the "coins on the eyes" bit... hmmm... just a panhandler asking for change? I'm trying to get into the gritty, dirty feel of the place. Do we have the Tantalus and Sysyphus characters, with the repetitive impossible tasks? If so, what would they be?

And how do my little priveledged kids make out in this gritty underworld??

I am bone tired, even with naps. Just need to say that. I sleep for a couple of hours during the afternoon, but the sleep never seems to be enough or long enough. The phone always rings. Ever notice that? Just as you are getting into the deep stuff in your dreams, the phone rings. And you get that almost shock-like chill as you are jerked out of a very sound sleep. Takes some getting over, that shock, and the world pulsates for a while until you do.

I wonder if I'm actually getting sick. Bad indigestion is my biggest probelm at the moment, but I have that sort of pre-fever feel which could go either way still.

Finished Going Postal. I enjoyed it. I am still trying to figure out exactly what it's a take on, other than generic American corporate culture. I thought maybe Microsoft, but then I wasn't so sure. Maybe there'll be something on the l-space site eventually.

There was a dust mote about the size of a period right next to where the period above was a few minutes ago. Looked funny, gave the period a weired doubled look. The period has moved and the mote is gone now. Interesting, here's the phone. I write about the phone, and the phone rings. Magic, right? Well, ok, it would've been more magic if it rang about five minutes ago, but sometimes you have to see your magic where you can get it....

Ok, off to read some Diana Wynne Jones now.