Once you invite a vampire in...

...it can come and go as it pleases!


There is no other point to this post. I just wanted to have an excuse to put up this nice Munch piece, Vampire. (c.1894)

Day three of a holiday weekend. It has rained the entire time. Yet, I do not feel cheated in any way, despite the rain & cold. Every once in a while, a long, rainy, stay-at-home weekend is a good thing for the rejuvenation of one's mental acuity, a clearing of the cobwebs out of the old brain-case, as it were. I finished a big freelance transcription job this week, so didn't have any of that unpleasantness to do over the weekend, a small blessing. And I managed a few good, long, weekend workouts, too. It's nice to have the time to devote to a good sweat, rather than "sneaking one in" on a weekday morning, or between full-time work and freelance stuff.

Saturday was spent in a hungover, melancholy haze; Sunday was for cleaning, reading, laundry, reading, straightening up, reading, listening to some very loud stormy weather music (Mozart's Requiem, with the volume at at...uh...11), a nail-biter between the Angels and Yankees in the evening, fucking Angels COME ON; today I'm being dragged out of the house by the husband, apparently he's got some concerns about me being a hermit, that it's not good to stay in all the time, blah, blah, blah. Though I would be perfectly happy to eat up another book or two this afternoon, listen to the rain, bake something... Oh well, maybe he's right. Perhaps a movie, (is there anything worth seeing on the big screen? Something that isn't a remake of a tired old cartoon or old sitcom, maybe? Something maybe with an original script and a plot? Thought not.) maybe just a few errands and some lunch & drinks someplace, perhaps a shitty chain restaurant for laughs and a case of the runs.

Sorry, no anger today. See what a good night's sleep does for me? What a nice little change.