Monday, January 13, 2020

Return to fantasy books


Sunday was a decent day—I danced and did a lot of cooking. First, I made taco rice with pinto beans, which was not particularly tasty but there was nothing bad about it. I’d give it a 6/10. Then I made vegetable tikka masala with paneer. That was absolutely delicious, and if I had cooked the carrots a bit better and if I could have added some smoked paprika it would have been a 9/10. It wasn’t the easiest thing to make though, because it required fresh cilantro blended with onions, garlic, and ginger. Not that hard I guess, but dirtying another dish, especially one as difficult to clean as a blender, is a bit painful for me.

On Sunday night I finally started reading the new fantasy book. The first half of the book was a bit plodding and frustrating, but I didn’t put it down because my neighbor and her guest were stomping around and talking loudly. By the time they got quiet a little after midnight, I had passed the halfway point of the book and was thoroughly engrossed. I ended up finishing it and even starting the next book, but I lost concentration around three and went to sleep.

Monday was a holiday, but as it was my third day at home in a row it ended up being a bit of a wash. In the morning I did some important things in preparation for my graduate school course and tried to work on redesigning the GUI for my memory program, but I ran into a couple of snags. I put a bit of halfhearted research into untangling them before giving up—I will need a lot of willpower and determination to get through them I suspect, which means the weekend. Then I went back to the fantasy books, finishing the second, third, and fourth before going to sleep.

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