"And the Song Swirls On Like a Pool Down a Drain..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

-_- Our family situation is mad.

The folks left yesterday; to-night, Melinda (sister no. 2) is coming to visit for three days. If she steals my toothpaste again, I shall never forgive her. It is absolutely unfair.

We had library work to-day, because my flu is apparently not at all serious and no worse than feeling rather ill, so hurrahs. Yes. And I got out the Twenty-Thousand Leagues movie, because of this article, and because the first time I saw it, I hadn't read much of the book yet, so I wasn't able to experience the full measure of pain. *g*

Also got out Lieutenant Hornblower with Gregory Peck, because have got a weird sense of humour.

Finished Mrs. Dalloway. So much love. So, so much. I feel so awful for Peter, though, because things never got really right for him; and I feel bad for Richard, too, though I love him because of his flowers and thinking about the state of the world and wanting to tell Clarissa he loved her and not being able to. Love.

While at library, was shelving; found books by a Brendan Joyce and misread them as having been written by Ben Joyce. Clearly Mysterious Island having dreadful effect.

Also! I've not spoken to Waen of Mysterious Island since she said it was her Orlando, but I think she's coming 'round as a result. She asked me to-day if I'd write her an Ayrton/Bob Harvey fic. ^______^ Yes. I think it may be all right to like it again now, but slowly. Eeee!

So, yes, despite crazy mad family and having tortilla soup for dinner, it is a very nice day.

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[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Noted. *g*

Does the rest of the film suck?