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It may have cooled off. No storms or great deluges or wind, just a cloudy day that never got much above 20. Weather probs simultaneously called for scattered thunderstorms and a POP of 5%, and it looked like rain all the humid day, so I stayed in and read.
Finished The Djinn Waits A Hundred Years, which kind of sank into the backrooms of the brain. Abandoned What The River Knows because slow so slow so YA feisty heroine and annoying but oddly attractive male and anyway is first book of a duology. Premise of magic being real and imbuing objects was promising but not much utilised as far as I got. Also, if you're pretending to be a widow and wearing the golden ring your father sent you before he died, when a too inquisitive stranger manifests an interest, why the hell wouldn't you say, 'Sir, that's my wedding ring!' and pull your hand back in outrage? Not 'oh it's just a trinket I bought from a stall' so of course he slips it off your finger and refuses to give it back because he can see, close to, that it's nothing of the sort.
Also finished a Ferrars, Witness Before the Fact, which may have taken me two hours max. Must get to the RefLibrary some day soon. But haven't felt like moving much in the heat, which actually was hot yesterday- 32C by day's end, 90F nearasdammit. So got to the LCBO y'day morning and stayed tiddly through the rest of the day, and today as well. Nice that they're going to sell coolers in the convenis but really, all the coolers I've tried taste vile. Only theTwsted Tea is remotely passable, witha vodka top up.
Finished The Djinn Waits A Hundred Years, which kind of sank into the backrooms of the brain. Abandoned What The River Knows because slow so slow so YA feisty heroine and annoying but oddly attractive male and anyway is first book of a duology. Premise of magic being real and imbuing objects was promising but not much utilised as far as I got. Also, if you're pretending to be a widow and wearing the golden ring your father sent you before he died, when a too inquisitive stranger manifests an interest, why the hell wouldn't you say, 'Sir, that's my wedding ring!' and pull your hand back in outrage? Not 'oh it's just a trinket I bought from a stall' so of course he slips it off your finger and refuses to give it back because he can see, close to, that it's nothing of the sort.
Also finished a Ferrars, Witness Before the Fact, which may have taken me two hours max. Must get to the RefLibrary some day soon. But haven't felt like moving much in the heat, which actually was hot yesterday- 32C by day's end, 90F nearasdammit. So got to the LCBO y'day morning and stayed tiddly through the rest of the day, and today as well. Nice that they're going to sell coolers in the convenis but really, all the coolers I've tried taste vile. Only theTwsted Tea is remotely passable, witha vodka top up.