"And she rejoiced in her blood and flesh, in the rough pine bark she felt next to her skin, in the beat of her heart and the life of all her senses, and in the hunger she was feeling now, and in the presence of her sweet-voiced bluethroat daemon, and in the earth below her and the lives of every creature, plant and animal both; and she delighted in being of the same substance as them, and in knowing that when she died her flesh would nourish other lives as they mourned her"--a witch in The Subtle Knife
Dreamed of a victim of McCarthyism; the actual Dalton Trumbo quote about McCarthyism, "There were no heroes or villains, only victims." (I disagree: Dashiell Hammett was definitely a hero, and Ronald Reagan was definitely a villain!)
Picked up a 1969 Toronto Telegram TV guide, which I'd bought on Ebay. I also got a set of 16 Life Science Library books.
Visited the Dragon Lady comics & memorabilia store.
Dinner was spaghetti.
We had the last choir rehearsal before the Saturday concert.
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