November 29th, 2010

20111112, Marilee

Back to Time

I finished the paper at midnight last night and then went to bed and finished the book at 2am. I set the alarm for noon and went right to sleep, getting right up when the alarm went off. This is good.

I got money from the ATM because I was going to spend more money than usual at the grocery. I stopped at their pharmacy and asked them to page for someone to help me in the Pet aisle. The doctor says no more sliding litter from above my head, and I've known that for a long time, but I always feel like I'm not doing my job if I don't do it. The guy who came was shorter than I am, but much stronger, and we talked about the litter because he has a cat and thinks flushing the litter would be a good choice.

I found out where Junie was yesterday. When I took the duvet off the ladderback chair to start putting it inside the duvet cover, she was on the chair. She frequently pulls my bathrobe (which is usually on the back of the chair) either to the seat or the floor and hides in it while she sleeps, so apparently having the duvet over her was good, too.

I got all the cat blankies washed today, as well as Spirit's bed (she's asleep in it now), and have printed new pink emergency sheets with the new med on it and decreasing the allopurinol because my kidney labs have been so bad. I've been sort of cleaning the house for quite a while, thinking I could save the money, but I'm hurting too much to keep it up (and I haven't been dusting at all) so I'm going to have to have a cleaner again.

Yesterday's WashPost had an article with photos about how injured troops are moved from the battlefield to Landstuhl. It's very interesting and also sad.

An opinion saying that Monopoly was the game for the Great Depression, but Settlers of Catan is the game for now.
20111112, Marilee

Tattoo Girl by Brooke Stevens

Brooke is a guy; I looked his poorly-made website up to find out. I also found part of the review from the WashPost that made me buy the book. This, and other books, is what is making me read non-SF from the library instead of buying them.

A teenage girl covered in mud and twigs turns up in a mall after hours. She doesn't talk when the guard finds her or when the police come to get her. Her picture was in the paper and a woman named Lucy -- former fat lady in a circus -- comes to be her adoptive mother. The company requires married het couples, but when things start getting weird, she can take her, naming her Emma.

Emma has been tattooed with scales all over her, like a fish. She's like a board at first, but after a while she's responding to Lucy although still not talking. Lucy thinks she needs to find out how Emma was tattooed and where she came from. In the process, she runs into the evil people who did it, and do similar things to her. They had her locked in a metal meat locker until she was too thin to stand. Emma starts looking for her and then realizes that the evil people are the same ones that made her what she is. Each tries to save the other.

I won't give you the end; if you decide to read this, you'll want to read it yourself.

The evil people in here are Jesus people. Not particularly weird ones, either. Just evil.

My problem with the book is that when the evil people kill innocent people, it's a lot like reading it in the newspaper instead of feeling it in the story. (A dead teenage girl was found in a trash can in DC today and that actually brought more feeling to me than the book.)