Life is good. Of course it could be better, but I can't really complain.
Still sleeping a lot. I've been on a lowered dosage of my meds for about two and a half weeks now - I think I'll stop taking them altogether once I've hit four weeks.
I think I am going to meet my knitting and reading goals for the month after all. I've had enormous progress with the socks today, going from about 65% complete to over 80%*, and the day isn't over yet.
* I get these numbers by weighing the remaining yarn.
I finished The Unit in all of four days. Part-way through, it got so depressive I decided Book the Fifth should be a humor book, and settled on Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency by the esteemed Douglas Adams. A little bit into the book I got the feeling of having read it all before - I figured it was from reading The Salmon of Doubt, which has the incomplete third book of the series in it - until I remembered that I had actually listened to the audio book several years ago. Oh well - I can't remember how the book ended anyway, so I'll keep reading. And now I remember listening to it while going on a long walk in a part of Oslo I had never been to before.. I remember coming across a kebab joint with an amusing name, but I don't remember what the name was. Maybe if I look at my old photos, I'll find it - pretty sure I snapped a picture. At least I'd get the time from the datestamp on the photos I took on that trip. Except I have thousands of photos stored.. I think it was during the fall. I have no idea which year.