I Need A Vacation

The headline is sort of a joke. I've been away from work for two weeks now, but I foolishly let my editing project sit (because I was too busy at work to work on it after hours) until now. Now I'm trying to get through the whole thing and it's going more slowly than I thought it would -- mostly because I'm having a hard time sitting down and doing it in large chunks. I work on it for an hour then do something else for an hour or two. I'm certain I'll get it done, but it's not really relaxing, which is what my previous editing jobs have been; something to do without really needing to think all that hard.

One of my distractions has been (finally) watching the seventh season of Buffy. I'm about midway through the season and it's already better than the past couple of seasons. It got me thinking, though. Here, try this on:

Someone's trying to destroy the world. You are trying to stop them. Do you do anything and everything in your power to stop them? Even if it meant, I dunno, sacrificing babies to rabid dogs or some such? If you fail then it doesn't matter what you did because everything is gone. If you succeed you'll have saved the world, but you'll have proven that you aren't really the person you thought you were -- maybe no one is.

Mostly I thought it was an interesting question. The practical part of me says, yes, of course you do whatever it takes to save the world, but the Captain America part of me says that you fight, but that's the time it's most important to maintain your beleifs and your morals, because without those we're really no different than what we're trying to stop. Never compromise. (Wait, maybe that's the Rorschach part of me.)

In the "who ever said Blogs didn't make good advertising" file; Glenn recommended The Deed of Paksenarrion on his blog the other day. He had good things to say about it and the subject matter intrigued me, so I picked it up Wednesday when I was out running errands. I'm not sure when I'll get to it, but it'll be sometime soon, I'm sure.

I've been fighting off one of my recurring throat colds. For the past couple of days it's been nestled quite snuggly in my left-hand tonsil and it's very annoying. Happily it hasn't spread and it feels like it's getting better, but it leaves my very tired. And did I mention it hurts, 'cuz it does.

Okay, time for bed. I'll write more later.