it is necessary to write

January 30: habeas corpus
(Well, there's not much that's fun here, is there?)

Habeas corpus is Latin for 'you [shall] have the body', and refers to a writ issued to bring a party before a court--or the legal right to obtain such a writ as protection against illegal imprisonment.

March 1: comestible

I enjoyed one of my favorite comestibles today: a JJBLT from Jimmy John's (no tomato & no mayo, thanks).

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• It's always interesting to discover that I'm on the outs with someone, and apparently have been for a few days, for no reason that I can fathom. Way to be a grown-up. Nice.
• The weather has changed...again. Yesterday, early morning, it was absolutely gorgeous and spring-like. By the time I was driving home in the evening, it was snowing ice-balls and extraordinarily windy. This morning it was still breezy and downright frigid. Yay, winter.
• Received my quarterly water, sewer & garbage bill today. It was 1/3 lower than the last one. The garbage fee is standard. Is it really possible that I've used that much less water this quarter? (Let's not even get into the sewer aspect, shall we?) Or perhaps the city is just bonkers. Glad they're bonkers in this direction, though.
• There is nothing to make me wince, I now know, like hearing someone ask innocently, "How's your novel coming along?" Oh, it's fine. It's just in the thinking stage, for now.
• I got a call at 8:00 this evening from my ophthalmologist, reminding me that I'm due for an eye exam in April. It seemed like a strange time to be calling for such a purpose. I will be happy to see him the next time I'm in the home state, but, still - weird.
• The last three movies that I've watched were among the more bizarre that I've ever seen. The One, with Jet Li. Science fiction/martial arts/romance. All righty. A Walk in the Clouds, with Keanu Reeves. (Roger Ebert says, "Marvelous...a very special film. Two thumbs up.") It's a sort of period piece, quaint, cross-cultural - but with Giancarlo Giannini and Anthony Quinn, it's hard to go wrong. And tonight, Another Woman, with Justine Bateman and Peter Outerbridge. I guess it's sort of romance-y/suspense-y. She's kind of terrible, and he's kind of wasted in the role, but so beautiful. Sigh. 
• The only thing that I really, really needed to do today was to buy bread and milk. Instead, I came right home. I've been without allergy medicine for so long that I think I'm really only safe for driving short trips. I spent a decent chunk of the day pretty well clued out. Got a lot of work done, though. Quality, on the other hand, may be sketchy.
• I'm eating the last of a box of Zingers that I got before the Cat-Beasts came over. Strange, but it tastes just as fresh as the first one did! Mmm, Zinger. 

[the title quotation is from Vita Sackville-West, and reads in its entirety: "It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? For the moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life itself is gone. That is where the writer scores over his fellows: he catches the changes of his mind on the hop."]