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As of right now I don't have a headache. This is a good thing.
I have decided not to go to London tomorrow. Not because I'm having anxiety issues, more because I don't particularly want to. Which is a reasonable reason.

I keep trying things to see if I like them. So far I like about half the chinese food I tried, wandering around Norwich on a little circuit between book shops and the shop that does the Doctor Who signings, going bowling cause things go smash, going to the Norwich Science Fiction Group though that could change cause I've only talked to them twice, going to the Dr Who and Cult TV group cause I won the quiz and silly prizes and I'm not the only one in the room with convention stories, and... I liked the museum in the castle that one time. And the art place at the university is good but I kind of have it memorised. And I like watching Shakespeare plays that the RSC did. I've seen all of two plays now. I haven't yet seen any not-Shakespeare plays. I looked but most of the plays sound kind of boring. I don't know, seems like a shortage of plays in the genres I usually inhabit. Seems like horror plays should work. Maybe they aren't labeled the same. Hamlet had a ghost in and there's other plays with ghosts or magic or whatever.
I don't know very much about plays. I kind of don't like not knowing much about stuff. But it's a lot easy to find out about TV and film and stuff.

I think I'd like to try going places with music and dancing in them. The trouble with that is that there's a bazillion places, which is quite the opposite of my usual trouble. But all the places are a bit different and I wouldn't know how to sort them except trying them.

When I got this employee I thought I had such a huge list of things I wanted to do. But it mostly seems to have evaporated. I mean, museums are interesting enough, but travel a long way to go see them? And then there's just things in them. I like conventions, where you travel a long way and see people.

I could try more different conventions.

I could go to meetups, except they're far away.

I've been planning to go to Cardiff and meditate on the invisible lift. That's a quite long way to go.



If I had a particular thing I wanted then I could go and get it. But I don't have a particular thing. Just a general awareness that the stuff I got ain't entirely working.

Dresden Files - White Knight

So I read all through the Dresden Files books up to White Knight, which is the most recent I have. The most recent the bookshop had in paperback. The cover don't match the others cause those are the US versions and I bought it in a UK bookshop this time instead of on Amazon.

It's okay. There's the usual moments of funny, which are yaay. And plenty of clever stuff with magic. And some politics. And things blowing up. I like things blowing up.

I do not so much like spending that much time in a pov that looks at women that way. The 'I' all the way through makes it more awkward. But it's always women who are apparently made of breasts and legs and being pretty or not being pretty or being different kinds of pretty. There's so much noticing. In the middle of other stuff. Male characters don't get that kind of description unless they're white court vampires, which, then, is threat. So there's just guys talking about women as if they're all made of curvy parts and not as if they're people they could have a conversation with. And then there's the 'cute' and 'girly' comments, which just aren't funny. And the chivalry bit gets annoying. Really, if you're going to respect people, respect *people*. All of them.

Oh, and pretending to be gay for the comedy value then criticising someone else for being a bigot? The line is not drawn where you think it is, writer dude. Is not comedy. Is way to be people. Stereotype comedy of lose.

It could be worse. It's mostly not even a thing. Just reading all the books in a row it's like, yeah, this is a straight guy pov, you can tell from all the 'nubile' stuff.

And even when that stuff is being said so it can be slapped down or demonstrated to be stupid, it's still being said. And I get tired of it.

Other niggly thing? Humans don't have an unused 90% of brain. When Harry says it in previous books it's just a bit :eyeroll: and you end up figuring he studied magic not biology. But in this book it ends up being a plot point, and a spirit of intellect says it. And Harry gets brain damaged, but hey, it's okay, it's in the 90% he's not using.
*facepalm*
Does not work that way. Just... no.

So it's a fun book... and now I want to read something by/about/pov of women to feel like I've got room to move again.