How is it that Mondays manage to sneak up so fast on a person? I mean, one minute it’s Friday afternoon at 4 and whamo! the alarm clock is going off. Usually Mondays aren’t that busy for me, but today was pretty much work, work, work. What’s up with that? I hope everyone had a nice weekend. I got a good deal of schoolwork in, I watched a wonderful movie (Lars and the Real Girl), we had our first frost of the season, and Bookman and I took a lovely walk around the lake where we dodged goose poo and joggers and admired the changing trees. And of course I read.

I finished volume three of Virginia Woolf’s diary. I am happy about this because it had been languishing on my nightstand for over a year. I am not certain how one properly reviews a diary, but I’ll mull it over and see what I can come up with.

I also did some seasonal reading and read a couple more M.R. James stories. I am halfway through another and when I am done I will do a three-story sort of review on them.

I also happily downloaded Edith Wharton’s story collection The Descent of Man which contains the story “The Lady’s Maid’s Bell,” rumored to be wonderfully frightening. Danielle has read this one and hopefully she remembers it well enough that we can compare notes. There is a TV movie of it too that gets a decent rating in the Internet Movie Database. Unfortunately Netflix does not have it so I guess I am out of luck. Wait! I lied, they do have it. It helps if you look it up under the title of the series it belongs to and not individually. I feel some Halloween weekend fun will be had.

I am now entering week three of my school quarter (on a side note, I applied for graduation last week – squee!). Digital preservation is filled with all kinds of sticky and interesting problems so the reading for this class is rather enjoyable. A good many of my classmates are in the archival studies track so they have a slightly different perspective on things than the usual librarian approach. Last week saw a lively discussion on whether or not it was okay to “hack” your sources in order to preserve them. In the example that facilitated the discussion a magazine sent out a diskette with a poem on it that was readable only once. Someone hacked the disk in order to save the poem. Issues of copyright and ethics and the intent of the artist and our inability to know now what might be valuable in the future were delved into. Of course there is no resolution, only much food for thought.

That’s my reading world right now. Oh, and I am still intending to do a write-up of Les Liaisons Dangereuses. With luck it will make an appearance this week. Now to go snuggle in with my laptop and homework.

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