Saturday night, all smiles

Finished! Eight hundred and eighty-eight pages of Ray Bradbury, and I'm finished. And there's a ton of stories they didn't even include. Amazing. No idea what I'll read next, though. Possibly the nonfiction one about William James investigating Spiritualism.

Oh, and something I should have mentioned about "The Universe" show with the "dumb" astronomers: I was writing pretty flippantly about people who are way smarter than I can ever expect to be. I was in a mischievous mood, what can I say--and I don't get those moods a lot. My impression of the astronomers was colored, however, by the fact that one of them even said at one point that he was "embarrassed" that the scientific community had believed something or other (I can't recall what) back in the fairly-recent day. Did anyone see this? Can you remember what he was talking about?

Meanwhile, I've been feeling really good the last couple of days, and I think it's because I'm back on my medication. When I was down with the norovirus, I didn't take my antidepressants for about five days--first, because I couldn't keep them down, and second, because taking them on an empty stomach is a bad idea, or at least it always has been for me. I'd wanted to stop taking them early in the afternoon and move them to mid-morning, so this gave me an opportunity to retrain myself. I'm sure there were side effects (usually I get lightheaded and a feverish feeling), but I was so miserable with the flu that I clearly didn't notice them at all, so in a way, it was ideal. So I've been feeling pretty good now that I'm back on them.

"The road network [in Cleoville] has suffered several damages after riots last night." Uh. Riots?

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