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Despite leaving the house at 8:02 - for the second time, having forgotten to put the bin out the first time - I got to work at 8:59. I'm not sure this should be physically possible, let alone considering the combination of shank's mare, 18 bus and Dart. There was no traffic worth speaking of between Rathmines and Ranelagh, which is surely a sign of the end times. And I've just finished Barabara Hambly's The Mother of Winter. I think that I must have gone through most of the books I bought last year far too fast, because I didn't recall reading it at all. Or rather, I recalled a few minor details, but not the plot, descriptions, or further plot hooks. So it was like a whole new book. The next thing on the list is a copy of E E "Doc" Smith's Subspace Explorers, which Mac gave me last night. I didn't quite remember the florid prose, but it's all coming back to me now.
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