Have been reading the latest Wheel of Time book now that I have the time. I can't help but find myself critiquing his writing as I go. I really enjoy his intricate plots and the fact that he makes me think, but if I read one more description of the weather or someone's clothing...I'm really beginning to wonder about his opinions on men and women as well.
I've been writing Sands of Time too. I swear my writing gets more verbose after reading a few chapters of Robert Jordan's... I'm still not sure how I'm working Ravenclaw's diary entry into this chapter. Hopefully it will come to me as I write. No use worrying about it.
Also indulged myself in a shot of Commandaria (a specific wine brewed by the Crusaders after they landed on Cyprus...which makes it one of the few things Richard the Lionhearted did right...). I had forgotten how good it tasted. More like a wine trying to be a port really, but quite refreshing. I haven't had any of it since September since I have to make the bottle last. The only place I've ever seen it outside of Cyprus is Crete and it's certainly not worth a visit to either place just to pick up some wine.
It's so nice to take a day off, even if I have to start working again tomorrow. I think I'll watch the rest of Furuba now...