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The new physical therapist seems to be helping. Yesterday I hurt less and seemed to have better mobility than I have in months.
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branna came over and we had breakfast at the cafe near my apartment, which has free computer-and-net access, free wireless, a book exchange, and sandwiches with names like "The Bukowski." We returned to my apartment, where she remarked upon the amount I'd gotten unpacked already, even though I've only been here for a week and I still have no bookcases.
Then my parents descended upon my new apartment to bring me a washer-dryer I had bought from a friend of theirs, a filing cabinet (yes!), several boxes of books that had been shipped to their house because of my move, and a large plastic white rat. The rat was to hang on a string from the ceiling of my garage as a parking marker, because once the washer-dryer was in place, there was very little room to park my car and I needed to know exactly how far in I had to go to clear the door. They remarked upon how little I'd managed to get unpacked.
branna cozened away my copy of Tamora Pierce's latest "Circle" book with the promise to get to and return it very soon, mostly because other packages contained Susan Palwick's The Necessary Beggar and R. A. Nelson's Teach Me. I started the latter last night. It's an extremely intense YA novel about Carolina aka "Nine," a girl who has an affair with her high school teacher. I loathe the teacher already. If I was a teenager reading this I think I'd find him attractive and identify a lot with Nine; now I can see why the girl goes crazy over him, but I think he's not only an evil predator, but annoying and pretentious.
Other finds from BEA are: Nymph by Francesca Lia Block, Totally Joe by James Howe, I, Coriander, by Sally Gardner, and new books by Paul Auster, T. C. Boyle, Sharon Creech, Adam Gopnick, Rick Moody, and Polly Harvath. This is an extremely incomplete list, by the way. I have thirty-nine prose books total and nineteen manga including random mid-series volumes of Kare Kano, Wish, GetBackers, Angelic Layer, DNAngel, DearS, Initial D and the last (and no I'm not going to read it first) volume of Petshop of Horrors, all acquired at the Tokyopop booth.)
The parents andbranna went to dinner at a terrific sushi place, where we dined upon tofu salad, yellowtail sashimi, cod with miso, and crab, eel, mackerel, shad, and flying fish roe sushi, and toro-and-green onion rolls. And a nice smooth sake and lychee ice cream.
It is conceivable thatbranna managed to explain string "theory" in a way that will prevent me from ever again having to hear a long talk about how the strings in string theory are just like Baba's sanskaric threads and that Baba described the illusionary world (ie, the one we live in) before the quantum physicists did but in the same terms. Possibly. On the way back home Dad said, "I still don't understand what she meant by gravity not being accounted for on a sub-atomic level." Perhaps several months from now I will learn Baba's explanation of the illusionary nature of gravity.
branna came over and we had breakfast at the cafe near my apartment, which has free computer-and-net access, free wireless, a book exchange, and sandwiches with names like "The Bukowski." We returned to my apartment, where she remarked upon the amount I'd gotten unpacked already, even though I've only been here for a week and I still have no bookcases. Then my parents descended upon my new apartment to bring me a washer-dryer I had bought from a friend of theirs, a filing cabinet (yes!), several boxes of books that had been shipped to their house because of my move, and a large plastic white rat. The rat was to hang on a string from the ceiling of my garage as a parking marker, because once the washer-dryer was in place, there was very little room to park my car and I needed to know exactly how far in I had to go to clear the door. They remarked upon how little I'd managed to get unpacked.
branna cozened away my copy of Tamora Pierce's latest "Circle" book with the promise to get to and return it very soon, mostly because other packages contained Susan Palwick's The Necessary Beggar and R. A. Nelson's Teach Me. I started the latter last night. It's an extremely intense YA novel about Carolina aka "Nine," a girl who has an affair with her high school teacher. I loathe the teacher already. If I was a teenager reading this I think I'd find him attractive and identify a lot with Nine; now I can see why the girl goes crazy over him, but I think he's not only an evil predator, but annoying and pretentious.Other finds from BEA are: Nymph by Francesca Lia Block, Totally Joe by James Howe, I, Coriander, by Sally Gardner, and new books by Paul Auster, T. C. Boyle, Sharon Creech, Adam Gopnick, Rick Moody, and Polly Harvath. This is an extremely incomplete list, by the way. I have thirty-nine prose books total and nineteen manga including random mid-series volumes of Kare Kano, Wish, GetBackers, Angelic Layer, DNAngel, DearS, Initial D and the last (and no I'm not going to read it first) volume of Petshop of Horrors, all acquired at the Tokyopop booth.)
The parents and
branna went to dinner at a terrific sushi place, where we dined upon tofu salad, yellowtail sashimi, cod with miso, and crab, eel, mackerel, shad, and flying fish roe sushi, and toro-and-green onion rolls. And a nice smooth sake and lychee ice cream.It is conceivable that
branna managed to explain string "theory" in a way that will prevent me from ever again having to hear a long talk about how the strings in string theory are just like Baba's sanskaric threads and that Baba described the illusionary world (ie, the one we live in) before the quantum physicists did but in the same terms. Possibly. On the way back home Dad said, "I still don't understand what she meant by gravity not being accounted for on a sub-atomic level." Perhaps several months from now I will learn Baba's explanation of the illusionary nature of gravity.