Christmas and Stuff
I have a bloody nose. I'm typing while a kleenex is stuffed up my left nostril. It's not very comfortable, and I can still taste blood in the back of my throat. Mmmmmmmm...
So many things to talk about.
First, I suppose, I might as well discuss Narnia. It was the single best movie I have seen in a very long time. I hate to say it, but it nearly outclasses LotR. That's not really fair for me to say. After all, the trilogy is a huge work covering vast distances and spaces of time whereas The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe is a relatively short work and succinct in its plot and point. However, I was still overjoyed to see that Disney had opted not to gut the book of its Christian spirit. The actors were perfect, the dialogue was marvelous (the White Witch was amazing), and the special affects were well done and tasteful. If I had the time and money I would go back to see it again, but alas, I am both poor and busy. Yes, busy...I have a history final to study for. That is why I am here...typing...not studying. Sigh...
I've got my own pantheons. My own gods who bow to me. I think there might be something wrong with me.
I think I might have seen the Dark Man again today. I can't be sure this time because it was too quick. That makes at least two confirmed sightings, and two possible sightings.
I can still remember the tiny skull writhing in the autumn leaves.
It strikes me that mine is a mind perfectly suited to madness. I think through everything that I say or do before I say or do it, yet I do not always say or do what I think I will say or do. I therefore have a great many dialogues and situations stored in my brain, but not all of which are actually real. Dreams contribute to the confusion. I found myself wondering today if I had actually said something to someone. I could recall the conversation, but I could not remember if it had actually happened. This is happening more often than it ever did before. I still can't remember if I ever talked about toast outside the movie theater. I don't even know why I would discuss toast. It is delicious, but not all that interesting.
I think the bleeding has stoped now.
My schedule looks like this:
-Work tomorrow
-Study and clean the sugar glider cage on Monday
-Drive home after my final on Tuesday
-Relax
-Relax
-Drive back to Gainesville Friday evening
-Work Saturday
-Drive home after work on Sunday
-Relax till my Christmas Vacation is over and I have to drive back to Gainesville for work and the new school semester
This is going to be fun.
So many things to talk about.
First, I suppose, I might as well discuss Narnia. It was the single best movie I have seen in a very long time. I hate to say it, but it nearly outclasses LotR. That's not really fair for me to say. After all, the trilogy is a huge work covering vast distances and spaces of time whereas The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe is a relatively short work and succinct in its plot and point. However, I was still overjoyed to see that Disney had opted not to gut the book of its Christian spirit. The actors were perfect, the dialogue was marvelous (the White Witch was amazing), and the special affects were well done and tasteful. If I had the time and money I would go back to see it again, but alas, I am both poor and busy. Yes, busy...I have a history final to study for. That is why I am here...typing...not studying. Sigh...
I've got my own pantheons. My own gods who bow to me. I think there might be something wrong with me.
I think I might have seen the Dark Man again today. I can't be sure this time because it was too quick. That makes at least two confirmed sightings, and two possible sightings.
I can still remember the tiny skull writhing in the autumn leaves.
It strikes me that mine is a mind perfectly suited to madness. I think through everything that I say or do before I say or do it, yet I do not always say or do what I think I will say or do. I therefore have a great many dialogues and situations stored in my brain, but not all of which are actually real. Dreams contribute to the confusion. I found myself wondering today if I had actually said something to someone. I could recall the conversation, but I could not remember if it had actually happened. This is happening more often than it ever did before. I still can't remember if I ever talked about toast outside the movie theater. I don't even know why I would discuss toast. It is delicious, but not all that interesting.
I think the bleeding has stoped now.
My schedule looks like this:
-Work tomorrow
-Study and clean the sugar glider cage on Monday
-Drive home after my final on Tuesday
-Relax
-Relax
-Drive back to Gainesville Friday evening
-Work Saturday
-Drive home after work on Sunday
-Relax till my Christmas Vacation is over and I have to drive back to Gainesville for work and the new school semester
This is going to be fun.