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Sleep: 5:30pm to 9pm, 3am to 7am (yes, I crashed when I got home, had a mostly sleepless night, and got a few more hours later *sigh*)

Weather: clear, 66F, 63% humidity, high 81F (look at that, it's getting to be fall)

Daily BPAL: PUMPKIN IV 2008
Description: Pumpkin with white sage, cherry tobacco, honey, smoky vanilla, cedar, and pine.
In bottle: tobacco, pumpkin, vanilla, honey, and a hint of sage and cedar.
On me: vanilla and pumpkin and something that smells like clove, with an afterscent of honey and maybe a bit of cedar or sage. The tobacco totally disappears on me, and I have no idea where the clove scent is coming from, but it's there. Still very nice, if quite different from the bottle scent.

Daily Tarot: The Fool, Reversed: Apathy, negligence, and dangerous carelessness. Unquenchable wanderlust. Obsession with someone or something. Losing all sense of proportion. Foolhardy adventuring and lack of interest in critical matters. Immature or unrealistic ideals. Strange impulses and desires coming from unexpected sources. Vanity, delirium, folly, and oblivion.

MyMiniCity: Increase Population
Increase Transportation
Increase Industry
Increase Security

Reading:
Lost in Katrina by Mikel Schaefer
Myths of the Norsemen: from the Eddas and Sagas by H. A. Guerber
The Pagan Christ: Recovering the Lost Light by Tom Harpur
On Old Age by Cicero
Th1rte3n by Richard K. Morgan
Impossible by Nancy Werlin

I am such a librarian

So I was browsing through an author's journal last night looking for fanfic (yes, my guilty pleasure) when I noticed a post in which she linked to an article referencing a "bastard child" and went off in a righteous rant about how we should be beyond attaching insulting names to children born out of wedlock, and how it was the father who should be called a bastard, and not the child.

While I agree with the sentiment, I immediately was compelled to write a reply pointing out that 'bastard' is actually a word that means 'a child born out of wedlock' and that the use of it as an insult came later. Literally, in fact, it is someone who is a product of 'excesses of the pack-saddle' and was a shortened form of the phrase 'fils de bast' meaning 'child of the pack-saddle', referring to the fact that medieval muleteers would use their pack-saddle as bedding in inns and taverns while on the road, and thus the pack-saddle was the site of many indiscretions with tavern wenches.

Um, yeah. The librarian instincts run deep.