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psalm_onethirtyone) wrote2004-12-13 10:05 pm
psalm_onethirtyone) wrote2004-12-13 10:05 pm
"Ceci tuera cela..."
Thank you all so much for filling out Soujin's survey! It has much improved her chances of surviving the week, which is determined passionately to be one from hell. Hurrah!
From the results, I have divined one thing for sure: you lot love tickyboxes. Even Hyde-ish tickyboxes. :) Crazy.
Wuthering Heights is full of crazy mad crazies who seem to delight enthusiastically in the craziness. I can only hope that all will come to a happy end.
This song is disturbingly sexy. O_o *bangs head against wall*
Oooh, ooh! Elsie talked to me to-day at Stoneybridge! Normally she just sits in a corner of the common room, not talking to anybody and not moving, but to-day she talked to me and watered four plants and smiled at me and hugged me and oh dear God, I'm so glad! It makes me so happy. ^________^ God, it's just--see? Even when they shout at me and frighten me half to death, I hang around, because it's BLOODY MOMENTS LIKE THIS. Watch me spout cliches in my ecstasy! *loves on Elsie*
Alberta, however, hated me again to-day. I think she just switches back and forth weeks. It's the only thing that makes sense.
Went Christmas shopping with Mum, finally, and got a lot done, considering. Of course, now I've got to wrap it all. Wednesday is cookie-making day, and then it's the evil Da's Family Christmas Party of Doom, and then it's Tennessee and the Generally Saner Mum's Family Christmas Party of Doom. Somewhere in there, Soujin posts all the Christmas fics she's been sitting here slaving over the last week or so. And you appreciate them, or else. ^_~ Not really, though. If you don't like them, feel quite free to hold me responsible to writing you a makeup sometime in January.
Da's family never sends thank-you notes, and they're all off their heads. -_- I am not quite looking forward to them.
Also, Anarkia? Is omg the most pointless song in NDdP, because they downplayed the backstory so much that it makes no sense any longer. But Florence is gorgeous.
Okay, it's time to get busy. Bless og takk fyrir!
From the results, I have divined one thing for sure: you lot love tickyboxes. Even Hyde-ish tickyboxes. :) Crazy.
Wuthering Heights is full of crazy mad crazies who seem to delight enthusiastically in the craziness. I can only hope that all will come to a happy end.
This song is disturbingly sexy. O_o *bangs head against wall*
Oooh, ooh! Elsie talked to me to-day at Stoneybridge! Normally she just sits in a corner of the common room, not talking to anybody and not moving, but to-day she talked to me and watered four plants and smiled at me and hugged me and oh dear God, I'm so glad! It makes me so happy. ^________^ God, it's just--see? Even when they shout at me and frighten me half to death, I hang around, because it's BLOODY MOMENTS LIKE THIS. Watch me spout cliches in my ecstasy! *loves on Elsie*
Alberta, however, hated me again to-day. I think she just switches back and forth weeks. It's the only thing that makes sense.
Went Christmas shopping with Mum, finally, and got a lot done, considering. Of course, now I've got to wrap it all. Wednesday is cookie-making day, and then it's the evil Da's Family Christmas Party of Doom, and then it's Tennessee and the Generally Saner Mum's Family Christmas Party of Doom. Somewhere in there, Soujin posts all the Christmas fics she's been sitting here slaving over the last week or so. And you appreciate them, or else. ^_~ Not really, though. If you don't like them, feel quite free to hold me responsible to writing you a makeup sometime in January.
Da's family never sends thank-you notes, and they're all off their heads. -_- I am not quite looking forward to them.
Also, Anarkia? Is omg the most pointless song in NDdP, because they downplayed the backstory so much that it makes no sense any longer. But Florence is gorgeous.
Okay, it's time to get busy. Bless og takk fyrir!
Re: Wuthering
I love the book. It is complete and utter guilty pleasure gothic melodrama reading. But it is not romantic. It is, if anything, a cautionary tale about the risks of inbreeding and isolated rural life.
Re: Wuthering
That seems so far to be emphatically true. For heaven's sake, all they do is marry one another, carry on, and die. What it shows me is that if one ever finds a little abandonned gipsy child hanging around, one should leave it to die in the snow. No matter how pretty white elephants are, they're still white elephants.
I am, of course, entirely in jest. If I found a miniature Heathcliff of my own, I'd take it in and then put it up for adoption.
Re: Wuthering
Of course, if Mr. Earnshaw had been a bit less tenderhearted and a wee bit more enterprising, I feel confident that he could have sold Heathcliff for a nice little profit before ever leaving Liverpool. Or, as you say, there's always adoption if outright child-selling doesn't appeal. It's not for everyone, after all.
As for the gipsy aspect, I could rant about the stereotyping of "dark gipsy" equaling "wild untamed thing lacking in morals" that is so prevalent in English and French lit, but I'll hold my tongue. ;)
Re: Wuthering
I believe you are quite infinitely right! I mean, how much might the average passerby pay for a strong, healthy-looking little potential farm worker? Quite a bundle, say I! And adoption is always good, too.
It is; you are correct. >_> Not white = strange = be afraid = it must be dangerous. Rather annoying, really.