I had my first appt with the physical therapist (for my knee) last Friday. Funny thing is, or rather the of-fracking-course thing is, that my knee has actually been ok. I was able to walk all over SF, and my back hurt worse than my knee (not that
that isn't sad >_<). After only 2 days of doing the exercises she gave me, I'm back to limping again. I am sooo not amused. It's not horrible pain, but it's definite and continuous discomfort. *grumbles*
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Sf was a good idea. My last 2 vacations were more stressful than was healthy -- I needed something laid back. SF is very been-there-done-that, but since I personally haven't been-there for 2 yrs or so, it worked. I spent most of the week visiting museums. I
adore the Legion of Honor. The SFMOMA is always good to waste 5 or so hrs (and yes, I did waste 5 or so hrs there). The deYoung is pretty much useless to me seeing as how I don't particularly have any interest in American or tribal art, though the Tut exhibit was worth seeing. The Academy of Sciences was, omg, so incredibly disappointing. Maybe if I'd been 10, but as an adult on her own? >_< I splurged on a mid-length purple coat from Benetton and ate alot of decidedly mediocre food, seeing as how food is very low on my list when I travel alone (I ate frozen dinners every night for dinner when I was in Kauai...).
The devil horns I wore to Y-con, with me in leather and velvet, only made me feel a little bit silly *rolls eyes*. A second or two after I walked in, I was telling myself it was a big mistake to go. I changed my mind after running into Clare (whom I never get to spend enough time with), finding the Good Art (and blowing all my cash, which is ok since that was kinda the pt), and stumbling upon Raletha who was kind enough to let me trail after her all day like a very tall, black-clad kitten. With horns. But seriously, I was social for a good 5 or so hrs, which seems to be my limit, and was able to talk in complete sentences without feeling like an idiot. I ran into Dev (to my delight -- I've never met her in person before), Leslie, Artemis, Blue Soaring, Pond, Muskrit, and... I really should know this girl's name since I friggin'
roomed with her one yr but for the life of my I can't remember it though I really do quite like her. I even attended a panel, which is something I don't really do at cons, oddly enough. All in all, it was worth going.
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I've just finished a bio of John Maynard Keynes, on my kick of reading up on literary and/or homosexual historical figures. It was surprisingly enjoyable. I expected Keynes to be all dry and... economic-y, but he really had a spark going there. Cool. Now I'm on to Rupert Brooke who, by all acounts, was pretty, obnoxious, and only mildly talented, but charming enough to worm his way into history (unlike Rimbaud, who was pretty, obnoxious, and not at all charming but talented enough to leave an indelible mark).
Non-fiction is my new thing seeing as how fiction SUCKS. Trying to find anything readable sticking only with fiction is sorely disappointing. Especially seeing as how I can't read het anymore, and even have trouble with female main characters. I swear I'm misogynistic only in my literary tastes. So on the fiction front I am
re-reading -- Raised By Wolves, to be precise. I took the 1st book with me to SF and am now halfway through the 2nd. I really do love the series, despite the women *cough*.
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