burning like matchsticks in the face of the darkness

My flist was so much quieter (in a good way) when LoudTwitter was broken.  Sigh.

Dangers of having folders in my GoogleReader: I keep forgetting to read The Hathor Legacy because I had it poorly filed.  Today I added a whole bunch of author/book blogs to my GoogleReader and made them their own folder.  I also added a gazillion books to my GoodReads, mostly from finally sitting down and going through the entire archive of 50books_poc (well, I got as far as March 11, 2008...).

Sidebar: Is there a way to rename your folders in GoogleReader?

When did I stop being the girl who had her travel plans all organized well in advance?  I am disproportionately pissed about Convo stuff, in large part because I miss being the girl who had all her plans well-organized well in advance.

I think the heat + emotional stuff = me at the end of my fucking rope.

I'm fine, really.  The heat wave is supposed to break soon, and I work in an (overly) air-conditioned building, and my house has an AC in the living room (and I have window-size fans for my bedroom).  And the emotional stuff is basically resolved, which I think is WHY I'm feeling so raw (and even that word sounds like an overstatement ... I think it's more that I'm just running out of emotional resources for coping -- and I expect getting some sleep, among other things, will help with that) ... because I don't need to be the strong moderate one; I can be the vulnerable girl with the unresolved issues.  And gee, there is a plan to talk about said Issues this coming Monday :)

I am also pleased with myself that my response to all this is to be forthright and transparent (while still not going out of my way to be hurtful).

I went to bed at like 7:35 last night and didn't really wake up until like 6am this morning (when there was a cat at the foot of my bed).  I'd thought about going to Temple Shalom (which timing would have required getting up by about 8), but I ended up staying in bed and sleeping off and on until almost 9am.

I picked up groceries... and otherwise basically failed to be productive.

Anyone have recommendations for a feedreader?  I started using Google, and my first annoyance was that it has me read each subscription individually; that's what I have a list of bloglinks on my LJ sidebar for -- I thought a feedreader would aggregate a la lj flist.  My latest annoyance with it is that I don't actually know how to delete posts.  (And I think I would like my Starred Items to show up in the order they were posted, not in the order I starred them -- especially since, duh, I'm starring from blogs in clusters because I'm only reading one blog at a time -- though I'm willing to concede maybe that's not the majority preference.)

Cate and her coworker Kate and I had dinner at Namaskar tonight before going to Duchess of Malfi.  I got the Dal Makhani ("Our own house specialty, a black lentil dish, cooked with delicacy").  Kate got the Navrattan Korma ("Mixed garden fresh vegetables cooked with herbs, nuts and spices in a mild gravy") and she offered to share, so I had a bit, and it was really good; I need to remember to order that next time.  We stopped by Jason's store afterward to hand off Cate's leftovers, and it's always a pleasure to see him.

[obligatory snow report] When we left the show after 10, it had begun to snow, definite layer covering the ground, though falling fairly calmly so there were still bare asphalt patches.