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God.
So here it is nearly 2:00 in the morning and I still have at least three papers to write. And two loads of laundry to fold and drag upstairs.
Yes I update none the less.
Today watching the brilliant Pomo Hamlet I was rushed back to last year. You long time readers may remember my fascination with the story of Hamlet and how I studided it for three of my classes forcing me to take a good look at it.
I loved the performance today. So much. It's funny because it's how I see Hamlet in my head. Those undertones to the play often ignored in class rooms. The escape from the obvious.
Paying attention to lines like "I loved Ophelia. 40,000 brothers with all their quantity of love could not make up my sum."
Eric was breath taking. He delivered everything as I saw it should be. I would almost say flawless. Things as smiple as how he said "Be all my sins remembered." My heart broke for him and Ophelia. He did it so much justice
And I have never had the "To be speach" hit me more. I was honestly near tears.
Gah! It was just fucking brilliant!
So. Ok. I keep trying to drop this. Like really trying. Honestly trying to not get my heart involved any more and back off slowly with my hands up. But it never happens. Small things grab at my heart and make it impossible!
I can't seem to put anything right in my head or outside it.
Shannon and I had a wonderful conversation today. I would like to relate some of it to you here:
"People who don't want to take me in there arms and make crazy love to me are beginning to piss me off. Unfortunately, that seems to be everyone. So I'm feeling overwhelmed with pissed-offishness."
"Maybe we should become lesbians and do each other...you are awefully sexy..."
"Kisses, and dreams of sex and cunnalingus come your way."
Ay me. She is honestly brilliant.
So here it is nearly 2:00 in the morning and I still have at least three papers to write. And two loads of laundry to fold and drag upstairs.
Yes I update none the less.
Today watching the brilliant Pomo Hamlet I was rushed back to last year. You long time readers may remember my fascination with the story of Hamlet and how I studided it for three of my classes forcing me to take a good look at it.
I loved the performance today. So much. It's funny because it's how I see Hamlet in my head. Those undertones to the play often ignored in class rooms. The escape from the obvious.
Paying attention to lines like "I loved Ophelia. 40,000 brothers with all their quantity of love could not make up my sum."
Eric was breath taking. He delivered everything as I saw it should be. I would almost say flawless. Things as smiple as how he said "Be all my sins remembered." My heart broke for him and Ophelia. He did it so much justice
And I have never had the "To be speach" hit me more. I was honestly near tears.
Gah! It was just fucking brilliant!
So. Ok. I keep trying to drop this. Like really trying. Honestly trying to not get my heart involved any more and back off slowly with my hands up. But it never happens. Small things grab at my heart and make it impossible!
I can't seem to put anything right in my head or outside it.
Shannon and I had a wonderful conversation today. I would like to relate some of it to you here:
"People who don't want to take me in there arms and make crazy love to me are beginning to piss me off. Unfortunately, that seems to be everyone. So I'm feeling overwhelmed with pissed-offishness."
"Maybe we should become lesbians and do each other...you are awefully sexy..."
"Kisses, and dreams of sex and cunnalingus come your way."
Ay me. She is honestly brilliant.