I’m so sick I had to put the Tooth Fairy on my calendar for 40 minutes from now, because if I don’t, in 40 minutes I’m likely to forget. I’m re-reading Sophie Hanna’s The Other Woman’s House for the trillionth time. There is no moment in my life when I do not want to be re-reading this book, but it’s only when I’m completely felled by sickness that I have an excuse. By the way, if you haven’t read it yet and are looking for a perfect beach/poolside/sickbed/summer read, you can’t do any better.
I even have a fever, and I can’t remember the last time I had a fever. Ok, it’s a very tiny little fever, but still. The worst part is I could only do a single German exercise to keep the streak alive, and that without using my voice because I barely have any.
On the positive side, I discovered that if one is a scholar working on a project, one can arrange a visit to Rafael Chirbes’ house in Beniarbeig. You can even get permission to stay overnight, which I probably won’t seek because that would be very creepy. I don’t think I can swing it on my next trip to Spain because I already have many obligations for that trip. But the next next time I’m there, I’m totally going. The previous sentence is supposed to have the word “next” twice. I’m not sick enough to write things twice and not notice.
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