Symptom Recital [05 Jan 2010|09:12am] karlaanne I do not like my state of mind; I'm bitter, querulous, unkind. I hate my legs, I hate my hands, I do not yearn for lovelier lands. I dread the dawn's recurrent light; I hate to go to bed at night. I snoot at simple, earnest folk. I cannot take the gentlest joke. I find no peace in paint or type. My world is but a lot of tripe. I'm disillusioned, empty-breasted. For what I think, I'd be arrested. I am not sick, I am not well. My quondam dreams are shot to hell. My soul is crushed, my spirit sore; I do not like me any more. I cavil, quarrel, grumble, grouse. I ponder on the narrow house. I shudder at the thought of men.... I'm due to fall in love again." — Dorothy Parker 1 comment|post comment

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Twitter: 2009-12-30 [30 Dec 2009|08:01am] mkhobson My poor dog is simply withering for want of a walk in the cold winter air. But I must finish this Website. Soon, dog. Soon! # Powered by Twitter Tools Originally published at M.K. Hobson | Necrophilatelist. Please leave any comments there.

Nemontemi [29 Dec 2009|04:13pm] mkhobson Per the Aztecs, nemontemi is the five days at the end of the calendar year, called the “useless” days. They are supposed to be a time of abstemiousness, fasting, prayer, and the general cessation of normal activities. They are also, it appears, a time of very bad luck for those who undertake to make soup. I thought I’d warn you. After going out to play in the snow with the kids and dogs, I came home to find my much-anticipated chicken soup (made with stock I lovingly reduced overnight in a 250-degree oven)  a charred pot of smoking tragedy. I was sure I’d left it to simmer on low, but apparently not. Husband did not notice my screw-up until the smoke alarm went off. Sigh. Damn you, Aztec calendar. Now I have to make meatloaf for dinner. Yuck. Originally published at M.K. Hobson | Necrophilatelist. Please leave any comments there.

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Happy Happy, Merry Merry [25 Dec 2009|01:40pm] mkhobson I hope you’re all enjoying a wonderful holiday. Here at Chez Hobson, presents have been opened, a luxurious brunch has been consumed, and now we’re all lazing about. The pleasure of my lazing is being greatly increased by the ARC of N.K. Jemison’s “Hundred Thousand Kingdoms” which was passed along to me by the angelic Rachel Swirsky. I’ll report more fully when I’m finished, but so far the book is utterly gripping and wonderful. Put this one on your must-read list for 2010, peoples! In an hour or so, we’ll head over to my mom’s house for dinner and puzzles and more lazing. Tomorrow, there are plans in the offing to see Sherlock Holmes. And then it’s back to work, hammering away at my book edits. On that front, I’m quite pleased with how everything is progressing, having figured out how to smooth over some inconsistencies and infelicities. All in all, life is good. I hope you’re all enjoying food, friends, and family in whatever proportion of those makes you happiest.   Originally published at M.K. Hobson | Necrophilatelist. Please leave any comments there.

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