My sword is a realm of suffering

So, a couple things happened today. First, I was diagnosed with tinnitus. That's a persistent ringing in your ears, for no good reason. Mine seems to have been triggered by a head cold, and might go away. It might not. It really isn't that loud, to be honest. I only notice it when it's quiet, and it really only sounds like a muted television is on somewhere. That high pitched sound you get out of electronics, you know? I'll probably get used to it just as it's going away.

I also finished reading Steven Erickson's Gardens of the Moon. It's the first of many books in his series. I was a little skeptical at first, what with the guy on the front with the Miami Vice beard and the mullet, swinging a two-handed sword. But the storytelling was good, and the world is...deep. I don't know. It's the highest of high fantasy, but I enjoyed it a lot. There are some really big moments in the book. Gods ascending, ancient forces gathering, "Save yourself, wizard, the earth has nothing left for me!" Bash boom cities blowing up. But it's a great time.