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I'm terribly behind in a lot of correspondence--for those of you waiting, I haven't forgotten you, I truly adore the notes and gifts you've sent. I'm just a loser during the winter months and I'm still firguring work-arounds for that failing. Some of it involves not letting guilt be an obstacle or an excuse. Which is both very hard to do and very effective.

Like exercise, like writing, like personal growth of any flavor.

So as a promissory note towards the emails, real-mails and packages that are also in the works (and unlike previous winters neither hanging like swords nor shamefully abandoned, just on-hold without self-judgement), here's an update of sorts.

Fannishly: Do repeated watchings of "Sense & Sensibility" and "Serenity" count for fannishness? I have no real thoughts except the first is a new aquisition and the second so chewy and pretty despite the flaw of Mr. Universe. Like the "Your traitorous father is dead--oh, hey! We're landing in Rio!" moment in "Notorious", it's forgivable if only to provide contrast with the excellence of the rest of the ride.

I saw the first episode of "Dexter", which Mr. F rented on thassalia's rec. Intriguing, except for one thing. ( speculations--please do not spoil past episode 1 of Dexter )

My adventures in health and fitness continue sporadically. Mr. F does not have TB, but likely bronchitis or asthma. Cmonkey has a cold. Toodles for now!