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Dec. 3rd, 2004
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God, I feel so much in love with the world to-day. I love everything so much.
Notre-Dame de Paris is a wonderful book, too. I remember the Cour de Miracles from watching the animated film, but I can't remember if Gringoire was in it. I shall have to rent it, for my silly, Soujinish pleasure.
Notre-Dame de Paris is a wonderful book, too. I remember the Cour de Miracles from watching the animated film, but I can't remember if Gringoire was in it. I shall have to rent it, for my silly, Soujinish pleasure.
"One Day Nearer to Dying..."
Dec. 3rd, 2004 10:34 amRemember how I said it was going to kill me if anybody at Stoneybridge died?
Well.
Harry did, yesterday.
He was this sweet old fellow who's Charlie's best friend, and I knew he'd gone to the hospital a few days ago, but I thought they brought him back because his condition had definitely improved, so he didn't have to stay there. He's been with us so long that his room is pretty much his, and--oh, gah. I didn't even know him all that well.
I feel sad. Very, very sad.
I wonder if I should go to the funeral.
Well.
Harry did, yesterday.
He was this sweet old fellow who's Charlie's best friend, and I knew he'd gone to the hospital a few days ago, but I thought they brought him back because his condition had definitely improved, so he didn't have to stay there. He's been with us so long that his room is pretty much his, and--oh, gah. I didn't even know him all that well.
I feel sad. Very, very sad.
I wonder if I should go to the funeral.
At library. Reading picture books. They make everything better, and Soujin is feeling much less ready to cry. In fact, she is utterly serene, inasmuch as a Soujin can be.
People do write kids the best books. There're so many wonderful ones.
Also, we hung Christmas ornaments to-day, from all the bulletin boards and from the lights that Mary-Jane put up. I'm so proud of this library. We're completely unsupported by the state; we get no money except what we raise, what's donated, what we manage to get--and it's still a beautiful place. There're so many wonderful books and programs, and it's so small and lovely. I'm just so proud of it.
I should get Mary-Jane a Christmas present.
In other news, can anyone tell me when Madame Tussaud's was founded in London? Y. 1834; but I can't find an exact date. Internet v. sulky.
People do write kids the best books. There're so many wonderful ones.
Also, we hung Christmas ornaments to-day, from all the bulletin boards and from the lights that Mary-Jane put up. I'm so proud of this library. We're completely unsupported by the state; we get no money except what we raise, what's donated, what we manage to get--and it's still a beautiful place. There're so many wonderful books and programs, and it's so small and lovely. I'm just so proud of it.
I should get Mary-Jane a Christmas present.
In other news, can anyone tell me when Madame Tussaud's was founded in London? Y. 1834; but I can't find an exact date. Internet v. sulky.
How is Soujin? Soujin cannot believe she has writer's block. Spork me now.
On the plus side, I may be able to overcome it. I am going to work as hard as I can, but some Christmas presents might end up being Twelfth Night presents, and I hope everyone will forgive muchly. I am going to do my absolute level best to see that they get finished in time, though. I shall not fail ye! At least verily do I hope not!
Note also that I have got my Mizzie Christmas music out.
And Waen is finished will all her Christmas shopping already, and just wrapping the last things right now. I'm not speaking to her. It is not at all fair, no... At least I have a decent excuse in that a lot of the material things I need to get for people I have to bake, and I can't do them until much closer to time. Also, I have been so busy with work and &c that I haven't had time to shop.
My essay on Chaucer is not yet finished. No, actually, I mean to say that it is not yet begun. It's due on Monday. I have writer's block. Gaaah, I cannot have writer's block!
To-morrow, rather than going to see the prospective new horse and then go bake cookies at church, I am going to sleep till nine, treadmill, write, and go put wreaths on Grandma and Grandpa's graves. Fun. :) Actually, I want to do this; I asked Da' if it was all right my going with him when he did it. The only thing I'm dreading is my aunts, who terrify me rather. All my relatives terrify, I begin to believe, from The Aunt Who Hates Me to Crazy Uncle John. Alas, I am so frightened!
At any rate, I have a cookbook of "Diabetic dream desserts", which have the advantage of being extremely low-point on my diet, so I shall try making some if desserts are demanded. The library had a big plate of cookies out for the volunteers. I didn't eat any. I just had one M&M. I'm so proud of me. Maybe I'll be the right weight by my birthday. That would be really, really neat.
And now, I think, I had best try writing again.
On the plus side, I may be able to overcome it. I am going to work as hard as I can, but some Christmas presents might end up being Twelfth Night presents, and I hope everyone will forgive muchly. I am going to do my absolute level best to see that they get finished in time, though. I shall not fail ye! At least verily do I hope not!
Note also that I have got my Mizzie Christmas music out.
And Waen is finished will all her Christmas shopping already, and just wrapping the last things right now. I'm not speaking to her. It is not at all fair, no... At least I have a decent excuse in that a lot of the material things I need to get for people I have to bake, and I can't do them until much closer to time. Also, I have been so busy with work and &c that I haven't had time to shop.
My essay on Chaucer is not yet finished. No, actually, I mean to say that it is not yet begun. It's due on Monday. I have writer's block. Gaaah, I cannot have writer's block!
To-morrow, rather than going to see the prospective new horse and then go bake cookies at church, I am going to sleep till nine, treadmill, write, and go put wreaths on Grandma and Grandpa's graves. Fun. :) Actually, I want to do this; I asked Da' if it was all right my going with him when he did it. The only thing I'm dreading is my aunts, who terrify me rather. All my relatives terrify, I begin to believe, from The Aunt Who Hates Me to Crazy Uncle John. Alas, I am so frightened!
At any rate, I have a cookbook of "Diabetic dream desserts", which have the advantage of being extremely low-point on my diet, so I shall try making some if desserts are demanded. The library had a big plate of cookies out for the volunteers. I didn't eat any. I just had one M&M. I'm so proud of me. Maybe I'll be the right weight by my birthday. That would be really, really neat.
And now, I think, I had best try writing again.
"Claude Rains was the Invisible Man..."
Dec. 3rd, 2004 11:32 pmOh, by the way, since there are new people on my flist--*gasp!* Quel horreur!--and some of these new people are Les Miserables fans, I direct thy paths to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
enjorurasu. Go, join, pimp. It needs participating members like whoa.
Also, I am wearing my blue scarf around my head like Lawrence.
When I go to Bethlehem, I should probably wear the scarf I bought there. It is beautiful. I remember; it was the last one they had. Yes, I should wear it.
enjorurasu. Go, join, pimp. It needs participating members like whoa.Also, I am wearing my blue scarf around my head like Lawrence.
When I go to Bethlehem, I should probably wear the scarf I bought there. It is beautiful. I remember; it was the last one they had. Yes, I should wear it.
