09/11/05 06:45 - 76ºF - ID#35112

Book induced funk.

I have a love affair with books. I also have a hate affair with books. I hate books where I can see so much of myself and my emotions splayed across the pages. There was one book that dreadfully broke my heart. I was still raw, you see, from an old wound, and I saw so much of myself in the heroine that it seemed as though all of my hopes and dreams were wound up in this character. By the end of the book, I was haunted by the injustice of it all, literally in tears and avoiding sleep. One stupid novel had ripped open my poor brutalized heart and the ache was more than I could bear. I couldn't sleep for I knew what would be waiting for me and that was more than I could bear. Today's book, a book I had to read for my English lit class, was not the tragedy of that last tale. It ended happily, as I believe all tales should end because life is brutal enough. Books are to be an escape away from all of that. At least, in my view. I found myself dangerously close to tears, although truth be told, I have been dangerously close to tears all day brought on by the memory of Sept. 11, 2001, the tragedy of New Orleans, the beauty of a baby girl being christened this morning- all things that had me tearing up. I suspect hormones has something to do with it as well. But for those books- that, I believe is unrelated, and now I am left feeling distinctly unsatisfied, which is a feeling that I generally try my hardest to keep at bay, but it's always hovering in the background, waiting illicitly for my weaker moments. Lately, those seem to be getting closer and closer. I don't like that at all. Maudlin thoughts surround me. I have to go. School works beckon to me.

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09/11/05 06:34 - 76ºF - ID#35111

Yadda yadda

I hate that feeling of being out of the loop, but I suspect I will just have to get used to it. I should be used to it, with various groups and at various times of my life I am the one out of the loop. I suppose it represents a lesson I must learn or something. Apparently, I am too thick skulled to get it through my dumb blonde head.

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09/11/05 12:10 - 60ºF - ID#35110

Happily Tired

Well, much as I would have loved to have been at the (e:Ladycroft) birthday extravaganza, I had a prior engagement this evening. My dear friend, Marilyn, whom I worked with for quite a few years at the Disney Store, got married this evening at 6 P.M. Their story is quite sweet, actually. She and her now husband, Darrin, used to date when they were in their late teens early 20's and then went their separate ways. He got married, she had her own life. They lost track of each other. Then he got divorced and one day, when she was working at Disney, he happened to walk by and spotted her there and the rest is history. They were both so happy, I can't help but smile. They had a Disney themed wedding, apropos as it was Disney that brought them together again. Originally, they were planning on getting married dressed as Beauty and the Beast, but they nixed that idea. Instead, all of their attendants were dressed as various Disney characters. Darrin had on a Mickey tie and she had on a lovely wedding gown. It was a lovely day and I am now very happily tired. Off to Bedfordshire for me. Ciao.

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09/09/05 01:02 - 74ºF - ID#35109

What the hell!?

Okay, I don't know what's in the air or something, but I have been acting very uncharacteristically blonde as of late, culminating in me actually saying, "I don't get it," with a very blank expression on my face! I have always prided myself on being very much the blonde not blonde, as in I have blonde hair but never acted as a stereotypical dumb blonde. And this week well, I have been. When will it end? I know not!

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09/07/05 02:45 - 74ºF - ID#35108

Happy Birthday, e:Dimartiste!

Well, I think the title pretty much says it all. Happy Birthday dear, dear (e:Dimartiste). That's about it. I'm just not that interesting anymore!

adieu

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09/03/05 07:12 - 73ºF - ID#35107

thoughts...

My head swims. Can't help but wonder what the hell is going on in the world. Just when everything seems right, seems okay, seems like there's a handle on things, that's precisely when things seem to unravel. Why is that? Is it lessons? Is it God's twisted sense of humour? Is it just part of being a human, of living a life? I know that no one has the answers, not even the Pope, the Archbishop of Canterbury, the Dalai Lama, or whomever seems to have all the answers. Perhaps all I ought to do is continue planning the party, keep doing my work, and keep my head down- out of the way, so to speak. So much to do and I'm spitting out random thoughts. *Sigh*. I'm off. Ciao.

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09/02/05 11:36 - 68ºF - ID#35106

Riddled with Concern

It's horrible when you read something about one of your very closest friends, who just happens to be having a baby, and she writes a post that's all cryptic, and, well, worrying. I hope that everything is all right with Little Bug. It could just be sorrow over the whole Hurricane Katrina thing, but I don't know. I feel out of the loop, helpless. It's 25 minutes to midnight- too late to call an expectant mother. These thoughts won't stop spinning. God, I hope everything is all right with her. :_(

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09/01/05 08:17 - 73ºF - ID#35105

Annoying things that quite a few men do

1. Don't call when they say will
2. Forget birthdays. ( I don't really care about "anniversaries", but I do care about birthdays!)
3. Forget to say "Thank You".
4. Talk about other women in the presence of the woman who's company they are in.
5. Ignore you when they have someone "better" aka: sluttier/ easier, won't leave you alone when they don't
6. Get sloppy drunk and then try to make out with you (Yuk! Gross slobbery kisses, BLech!)
7. Get pissy when you don't want to see them and would rather be with your friends. (although, to be fair, women do that too. I think that might just be human nature.)

I know that this isn't true for everyone, and I know other people have a far, far longer list. This is just the pet-peeves that come up off the top of my head. Off to write a two page paper. Adios muchachos!

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08/31/05 09:02 - 68ºF - ID#35104

Update

Thank you, Dr. Chlorine, I now have "Hollaback Girl" stuck in my head! As if I don't have enough problems! Off to read. I have gads of homework. No time like the present. Outie.

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08/29/05 07:40 - 75ºF - ID#35103

etcetera, etcetera, etcetera

And so it goes and so it goes. Jason, my dear, you are far too cynical for your own good. I think that you'd be surprised to find that most women would find the idea of that reality show as totally and utterly abhorant. I know I do. Personally, I'm rooting for the prostitutes.

I just spent $52 on 7 books, not bad really, but it's the fact that it's the first 7 out of 11 for just one class that's really bothering me. I have to take this class, or rather an upper level English that's at night, and what's more is that I have to do well. Well for me is a B or over. I have roughly a novel a week to read, two papers, miscellanious creative writing assignments, and a final exam. And this is just the *UNDERGRAD* class! I have 4, yes, count them FOUR, grad. classes.

I shall try to stop whining about it but I don't know if I'll be able. God give me strength to not have a nervous breakdown and to do *Well*! Outie.

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