Got a new laptop battery again, and everything seems to be working great. And I also got a spare for my camera. It's amazing that you can now go to a store that sells nothing but batteries for all your important technology. Very cool.
We've started the housecleaning, but we had to order our super-duper vacuum cleaner that's going to help get rid of all the cat hair. Love the cats, hate their hair. I hope we love the vacuum, too.
On the US Open front, Rafa and Roger are both into the semis, and Wozniacki went out in singles. Venus is up a set on Kimmie. I wouldn't mind seeing Venus win this again. In fact, the only potential champ that *doesn't* exite me is Zvonareva . . . I shouldn't even mention that.
And I'm on page 140 of Midnight Sun
, Stephanie Meyer's version of Twilight
from Edward's p.o.v. It's pretty fascinating to get such insight into Edward and everyone around him (because of the mind-reading thing). I told Charlie last night that I think part of the success of Twilight
was Bella's p.o.v. and the mystery of Edward and the Cullens. If this had been the first book, I doubt the whole thing would have been such an overwhelming success. Sometimes mystery is better . . . not being inside the head of the most compelling character.
Still . . . it's great research, since I'm currently writing in this fandom. Here's an interesting factoid: Charlie's thoughts are also partially closed to Edward. Bella gets her 'immunity' from him, evidently.
Back to reading and watching tennis . . . after one more YAY! that I've got my laptop back!