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My accomplishments today:
1. Finished chapter two of Sophie's Choice.
Definetly a case of the-book-was-better-than-the-movie. The film did no justice whatsoever to portray what a horny bastard Stingo was. My favorite excerpt so far, hands down:
"... Following several pointless extaveganzas, a ghastly but brief nightmare, and an expertly constructed one-act play, I was overtaken by the most ferociously erotic hallucination I have ever experienced. For now in some sunlit and serene pasture of the Tidewater, a secluded place hemmed around by undulant oak trees, my departed Maria was standing before me, with the abandon of a strumpet stripping down to the flesh-she who had never removed in my presence as much as her bobbysocks. Naked, peachripe, chestnut hair flowing across her creamy breasts, desirable beyond utterance, she approached me where I lay stiff as a dagger, importuning me with words delectably raunchy and lewd. "Stingo," she murmured. "Oh Stingo, fuck me." A faint mist of perspiration clung to her skin like aphrodisia, little blisters of sweat adorned the dark hair of her mound. She wiggled toward me, a wanton nymph with moist and parted mouth, and now bending over my bare belly, crooning her glorious obsenities, prepared to take bewtween those lips unkissed by my own the bone-rigid stalk of my passion..."
2. Took a 2-mile walk.
3. Watched the second half of Walk the Line. Again. (I <3 Joaquin)
Need to accomplish:
Everything.
Everytime I look at my list of modest accomplishments compared to the things I need to get accomplished, I put myself to shame.
1. Finished chapter two of Sophie's Choice.
Definetly a case of the-book-was-better-than-the-movie. The film did no justice whatsoever to portray what a horny bastard Stingo was. My favorite excerpt so far, hands down:
"... Following several pointless extaveganzas, a ghastly but brief nightmare, and an expertly constructed one-act play, I was overtaken by the most ferociously erotic hallucination I have ever experienced. For now in some sunlit and serene pasture of the Tidewater, a secluded place hemmed around by undulant oak trees, my departed Maria was standing before me, with the abandon of a strumpet stripping down to the flesh-she who had never removed in my presence as much as her bobbysocks. Naked, peachripe, chestnut hair flowing across her creamy breasts, desirable beyond utterance, she approached me where I lay stiff as a dagger, importuning me with words delectably raunchy and lewd. "Stingo," she murmured. "Oh Stingo, fuck me." A faint mist of perspiration clung to her skin like aphrodisia, little blisters of sweat adorned the dark hair of her mound. She wiggled toward me, a wanton nymph with moist and parted mouth, and now bending over my bare belly, crooning her glorious obsenities, prepared to take bewtween those lips unkissed by my own the bone-rigid stalk of my passion..."
2. Took a 2-mile walk.
3. Watched the second half of Walk the Line. Again. (I <3 Joaquin)
Need to accomplish:
Everything.
Everytime I look at my list of modest accomplishments compared to the things I need to get accomplished, I put myself to shame.