I know we have an ... agreement that I get the night and "IT" gets the day. But, holy hell, the coughing spasms are so violent that I feel my body being torn apart, especially when I'm lying down. I so do not need another hernia, TYVM. Or the searing pain.

OTOH, I did sleep until 7:27 and, after a few minutes, fell asleep again, not waking up until 11:45. That was excellent! I didn't even mind losing precious hours in my day. Not that it consisted of much: watching last night's N.C.I.S. Nola (a WTF hour of corruption and unredeemable evil). Then I continued reading the Ondaatje. I've reached the part where I'm really engrossed in our city's history. We've already had the building of the viaduct. Now, a decade later, our protagonist has been busy digging a tunnel 30 feet below Lake Ontario to house a pipe that will supply a palatial (must look it up for realz) water filtration plant. A nearby city boundary street used to be a forest. Really neat details. The imagery is still vivid and often violent. I'm wondering whether that is a feature(?) of all of Ondaatje's writing.

In the evening, I rewatched last night's Bull. Even though I basically loathe the adversarial system, I'm fascinated by courtroom proceedings. And I missed a few words here and there last night that did make a difference in my perception.

So, my day is done, but I think I'll mention a feature on tonight's news about a TO ballerina returning four months after giving birth to her second child to take on the role of the swan queen (Swan Lake, natch). She mentioned how she'd ::shudders:: ripped her abs during the first pregnancy, so had to work to avoid that happening again. Wow! If that can happen to a ballerina....
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