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I cancelled today. Too much headcold (lots of sneezing, very good for certain muscles) and too much need to sleep. Right now, the screen is dancing a little jig before my eyes, so I know I'm not over it yet. I ought to like it when the computer screen makes me sea-sick, because then I can write about seasickness with great heart and feeling, but today I am supposed to be redoing an introduction for an editor who is - alas - completely right about what needs fixing. I do not want seasickness in the introduction. This means I'm doing sincere and careful thought in front of DVDs (The House of Eliot has costume notes for anyone thinking about Conflux clothes) Because the TV doesn't do jigs.