Luckily, I had picked up a trashy novel in the New Orleans airport, Jacqueline Carey's Kushiel's Dart. Pretty mediocre fantasy novel, despite political intrigue and lots of hard-core s/m sex (usually things I find entertaining, at the least). Painful deus ex machina near the end to resolve one of the major subplots. Some nice relationship dynamics, but not enough to really make it worth reading 900 pages. But it kept me occupied almost through my entire travel day, so I can't complain too much.
I had a very odd day yesterday -- woke up around 1 p.m., went to sleep again around 11 p.m. I wasn't even awake ten hours. I think I must have been very very tired. And possibly a little ill; feel kind of off today. But I woke up at 6 (and got up at 7), so I'm at least getting back to normal.
Spent the morning finishing up an editorial on the SH survey results -- that should be posted shortly. The rest of the issue is up, and I especially commend to you both this week's story and last week's; they're charming, in their separate ways. Also yet another fabulous Bryan Clair math article, this one on folding -- origami and more. :-) I love his pieces, and it's not just that he's cute, I promise. Tons of good stuff, as usual. Go read.
Me, I get to go do a travel grant application. Joy.