I think I may be starting to get the hang of things at work. At the very least, I haven't made any terrible screw-ups. I've got some more documents due next week, though, so we'll see.

Everything is still new enough that work is pretty much eating my brain. Basically, I come home at the end of the day, fix dinner (or go out with Daniel to grab something), chat with Daniel for a bit, curl up in bed with a book, and usually fall asleep face down in it. Doesn't leave a lot of time for updating my journal here. Nor does it leave a lot to journal about.

Well, I can talk about what I'm reading. For fiction: John Crowley's Lord Byron's Novel. It's - well, it's hard to describe, except that it's typical John Crowley - beautifully written, strangely compelling, and...hard to describe. If I absolutely had to, I might say that it's sort of The Difference Engine meets Possession, but that's not really it at all. Anyway, I'm not so miffed now that it's not the fourth Aegypt book. Except, I'm still kind of miffed, because I'd really like to read the fourth Aegypt book.

For non-fiction, I've been reading Harold McGee's On Food and Cooking, which really ought to be titled, Cooking for Geeks. If you've ever wanted to know exactly what goes on chemically and physically when you beat egg whites into a foam, or ever wondered why shellfish taste so sweet and succulent (it's because they concentrate glycine and glutamate in their tissues as a way of balancing the osmotic pressure of sea water), this is your book. It's fascinating, though it's filled me with a strange desire to make meringues. (Strange, because I don't have a desire to eat meringues. I just feel like beating the heck out of a bunch of egg whites.)

I took a trip down to the Japantown farmers' market this morning. I got three persimmons, two cucumbers, a head of romaine lettuce, and a gigantic bulb of fennel. Total cost $4.10. I have no idea how these farmers manage to make money. The same stuff at Safeway would have cost twice that.

Of course, the fennel was an impulse buy, and I'm not really sure what I'm going to do with it. I hope Daniel likes fennel, because otherwise, I'm going to be eating it for days.