Oooh, also, Earth Abides, by George Stewart. And A Canticle for Leibowitz.

The Parable series by Octavia Butler. Xenogenesis might slide in there too.

I wanted to see if I was going to be able to shoot during the lunar eclipse. I am all worked up about the eclipse. What time does it start?

When I saw the cameraphone picure (which, I cannot believe that's from a cameraphone through a telescope!), I was going to make sure you knew about the eclipse, but of course you do. So -- there is no way I'm getting up at 2:30 a.m. (Eastern time) to see it, so please take lots of pictures!

The Forest of Hands and Teeth

This one is really good, but creepy. It has a sequel(ish), called The Dead-Tossed Waves, which I didn't think was quite as good, but I'm still glad I read.

Yeah, I`m going to wiped because I`ll be up late both that night and the next. But what`s winter break for if not for staying up late?
 
And thanks for that link, -t, that`s great info.

MY apartment manager just have me back my December rent and told me I had to bring it in myself ASAP. I think I'm working from home tomorrow. Plus I have to pick my sister's stuff up from the post office.

LA is absurdly wet and grey. I'm calling it El Nino weather, I don't care what they say.

Xmas shopping is almost done, but the house is still a wreck. 4 days until my sister arrives, which gives me 4 days to clean it up and make it festive-looking.

I have been on a vague endorphin rush since my stretch class at 10 am today. Is that normal?

women who suddenly turn into idiots who must be protected by a man make you throw things.

Good call, good call. This is why I avoid Heinlen.

Thanks for the recs! My mama sent me a kindle and I've been buying many books.

I got Dracula and The Secret Garden for free. I haven't read them in yonks, and have no idea where they have gone.

Allyson! I should call you sometime this week! But not tonight or Monday night. After that is golden. If I don't start a game of phone-tag, harass me via email until I do. I keep remembering that I have a funny thing to tell you and then I forget it for months and then I remember "Shit, I should call Allyson and tell her the funny thing."

Also I am distributing copies of Sam for Xmas so yay. Children of my acquaintance who do not love it will be disowned.

On which note I need to sleep because I have to be in DC early tomorrow, bleh.

I have a box o' stuff for strega. I am awesome at picking up things that make me think of folks. I am bad at mailing them.

I have a vague recollection of reading some early (maybe 19th century) sci-fi novel about a post-apocalyptic future with a title something like The Night World, but all Google turns up by that name is a recent series of Twilight-esque supernatural books by L. J. Smith.

ETA: Aha! It was The Night Land by William Hope Hodgson.