raybear | I've watched the stars fall silent from your eyes

I awoke standing up.
I was sleeping, then my eyes were open and I was standing with no idea what was going on. I figured I must have gotten up to turn off the alarm since I was standing by a dresser, though I don't remember any of the steps between. I crawled back into bed to sleep off and on until

dommeyourass left for court. I swear I had enough dreams last night and this morning that I feel like several weeks have passed since yesterday.

I had an unexpected morning train ride with

louche which was almost like having a lunch date before the day began, especially since I'll be spending my real lunch hour running errands and eating canned soup.

I have to confess a prejudice I have. For absolutely no real reason, I loathe the book The DaVinci Code. I have no idea why. I haven't read the book, I haven't read anything by the author, I haven't even read any reviews of the book. You know how sometimes you get a strange unsettling vibe from a person and you don't trust them? I swear, I get that from this book. It seems utterly ridiculous which is why I haven't given it much thought, but last night my Denver friend mentioned having read it and suddenly it just came out of my mouth. Then of course I saw the book at the bookstore after dinner and I couldn't even finish reading the index card recommendation a store employee made. I'm not sure what would be worse -- to read the book and be proven wrong or be proven right. So I'm just going to go back to pretending my random visceral reaction isn't happening. I wouldn't even make note of it if I wasn't seeing the damn book everywhere.

Another literary reference currently haunting me is Henry James. He's come up numerous times from numerous sources and I have an opposite reaction to hearing his name. Since as I've never read anything by him, I think it's time. Any folks out there who know, please suggest a book or a preferred edition for me to start.