The real June swoon

Apparently Metro is giving away free goodies at my home stop over lunch hour. This prompted some blogger reading Express to refer to Va Square one of the more worthless stops on the Orange line only for law school students and those who can't find Ballston. While true, those of us who live in between Ballston and Clarendon corridor are grateful for the alternative, so there.

makinglight had made the observation after our flooding that it felt like we were in Kim Stanley Robinson's "Forty Sign of Rain", which I skimmed at the writer's group meeting. It described one of the few accurate descriptions of the Washington Metro I've read, complete with a reference to the Tivoli pastry place at Ballston.

Health wise, I'm beginning to think this June is payback for all the times I grumbled privately about friends or relatives' health problems. I've felt horrible lately. I just wanted to call it a week, especially after the hellish commute on Wednesday when I stood all the way to Metro Center in a jam packed train. I wish my stomach would go ahead and decide whether it's actually sick or something else. I've been well enough to get through work for most of the week, but I will definitely disappear for the weekend. It's really tempting to take Monday off.

I never thought I'd say this but... I can't wait until July.