Again, yay for the Google Pedometer!

Parents' house to entrance to middle school: 1.01 mi
Middle School to Brooklake Road: 0.5 mi
Brooklake Road to Treasure Island: 3.62 mi
Treasure Island to bank to CVS: 0.42 mi
CVS to mall: 2.88 mi
Mall to parents' house: 2.92 mi

Total: 11.35 mi

ETA: Almost forgot. Rode my bike from the Summit train station. 2.86 miles. Total: 14.21 miles. Also I rode it to the landlord's to pay my rent and then to Hoboken for the train, but that was separated from the rest of the riding by far too much time for me to think it counts. That was somewhere around two miles, though. I think.

Not so impressive as most of my rides esp. since I stopped at a couple of stores and had rests there while I bought stuff, but enh. It's a start. Tomorrow I'm going to go into Manhattan again for the riding; I'm getting into shape for a 35-mile event Transportation Alternatives NY is holding on September 11th, because I'd rather spend that day doing something where I don't have to think about explosions or collapses or hollow sentiments or people taking advantage of other people's pain.

From now on I'm gonna put the bike stuff behind a cut, so's not to bother you fine folks who aren't interested.

Oh, other thing- still working on H:H. Haven't forgotten.

Off to make dinner...

Originally a comment on deleterius, now a topic of IM conversatio

Bad fanfiction is full of 'Hermione changed over the summer and didn't tell her friends until Platform 9 3/4', right?

And mostly it's appearance but nearly every single one includes somewhat weird personality changes, yes?

What if she is, in fact, a Gallifreyan- and got killed over the summer?

Which could lead to either the lovely spectacle of the Daleks swarming in and blowing Hogwarts out of existence to wipe away the Sues and warped versions of canon characters...

Or to a nice protracted saga wherein we find out that the Time-Turner is an artifact of Rassilon and Tom Riddle = the Master.

Honestly, some days I wonder what it's like inside heads where this kind of thing doesn't happen.