small favors

It isn’t actually a good thing that some confusion on my publisher’s end means my copy-edited manuscript isn’t here yet, but as it turns out, I’m just as glad; being dilated at the eye doctor’s renders me more or less useless for anything that involves reading. I’m managing this post, but it’s hard, and to read print I pretty much have to take off my glasses and hold the page two inches from my nose.

And my current Netflix haul is all subtitled, natch.

Today’s kind of shot, I’m afraid.

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