NaNoWriMo took up most of my time in November. In fact I have very little else to say about the month, because mostly I was just writing. I've been reading Anthony Burgess' essay collection But Do Blondes Prefer Gentlemen? instead of starting a new book that would distract me from the writing (as an aside, Burgess is brilliant and if I can be half as smart as he is someday, I'll be happy), but finally a couple of days ago I started in on The Parasites by Daphne du Maurier, so that'll be the next review I'll post. I actually read a couple of other books that I could've reviewed and posted about last month, but left them too long without writing the reviews, and if the book isn't fresh in my mind I can't review it, so.
All of the health problems that I think I've been mentioning over the course of probably the last six months or so finally came to a head on the third last day of November, when I came home from work with a fever that I couldn't really shake for the next week, whereupon I went to see a doctor who told me that I had pneumonia. Woo! (Fun fact: I've had pneumonia once before, during the summer when I was probably about eight years old. All I remember from that time was being incredibly weak, and too hot to eat anything other than popsicles. Here's hoping this doesn't become a frequent thing for me.) Anyway, this whole pneumonia thing has kind of scared me, and now I'd really like to get myself sorted out and start taking better care of myself, which means even less time for the blog, yet again.
Oh, and also I should mention that I've been watching a lot of The X-Files. I had a dream at the beginning of November that had something to do with me saying how Dana Scully was my hero multiple times, which I took as a sign that it was time to dive back in (I've been watching it sporadically for something like a year or two now), and ended up watching season 5, the movie, and season 6 in quick succession. Now I'll be breaking again for another few months, before returning to watch what I hear was the show's descent into terribleness over the final three seasons. By the way, The A.V. Club provides their usual astute commentary on this show.
Anyway if you're still reading, stick around because I'm not going anywhere, I'm just really lazy.