Weird dreams surrounding the first reading of Lovely Bones - having a hard time remembering which bits I'd read before and stuck, and which ones I was experiencing anew. One thing is sure though, this book is gonna dig real deeply into me, if I let it. Not sure how I feel about that, yet.
Also, washed the aerostitch last night, so no more ant colony in my armpit. Makes it look all shiny and new - I should have done that a long time ago.
In other radness, the SF Cronicle is running a picture of the hospital bed I spent eight hours on, waiting for medical treatment, being ignored by nurses, and being entertained by posters about what to do in case of a traumatic amputation (with details about tissue necrosis). It's on the front page of the business section.