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One more sleep
Nov. 23rd, 2007 07:58 pmOne more sleep! I can't stand it. I'll be voting early tomorrow and then, happily, I've got something to keep me occupied in the afternoon. Then, of course, I'll be bunkering down in front of the election night TV... or, possibly, The Empire Strikes Back on Channel 10. Beautiful programming right there, although hopefully not prophetic.
But enough election rambling - I've got a serval! Well, not really. The past few years, I've sponsored an elephant for my mother as a Christmas gift. I got the renewal notice a couple of weeks ago, along with a newsletter that included an article about how some animals at the zoo are much more popular than others. The poor old serval, for instance, only had six sponsors. And now it's got seven!
I think the book I'm reading at the moment (The Quincunx by Charles Palliser) has the most peculiar pacing of any book I've ever read. Absolutely nothing happened in the first hundred and thirty pages, and then everything went haywire: in the next three hundred pages there's been secrets and murder and kidnapping and corpse-robbing and body-snatching and betrayal and consumption and prostitution and baronets and beggars and opium and lots, lots more. I can't begin to imagine what's in store in the final four hundred pages.
But enough election rambling - I've got a serval! Well, not really. The past few years, I've sponsored an elephant for my mother as a Christmas gift. I got the renewal notice a couple of weeks ago, along with a newsletter that included an article about how some animals at the zoo are much more popular than others. The poor old serval, for instance, only had six sponsors. And now it's got seven!
I think the book I'm reading at the moment (The Quincunx by Charles Palliser) has the most peculiar pacing of any book I've ever read. Absolutely nothing happened in the first hundred and thirty pages, and then everything went haywire: in the next three hundred pages there's been secrets and murder and kidnapping and corpse-robbing and body-snatching and betrayal and consumption and prostitution and baronets and beggars and opium and lots, lots more. I can't begin to imagine what's in store in the final four hundred pages.