"Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky, tongue-tied and twisted, just an earth-bound misfit, I."
Just came back from the dentist. Everything's fine, the gums have healed properly, and as long as I promise to be careful while brushing my teeth I won't have to go back until next year for my usual check-up. The euphoria hasn't settled in yet because I'm dead tired from the stupid tracheitis, but I can feel it approaching. I'll probably burst into joyful tears later today at a very inappropriate moment, I just know it.
I have another appointment in the afternoon, to check the otitis. In the meanwhile I should probably go back to bed, since yesterday I spent the whole day running from one place to another, coughing, doing more running, and didn't even find the time to eat. Unacceptable. But first, here's another Reading Bingo square:
For the "Free Square" one, because holy hell these squares are getting harder and harder to fill, I went with a short story I read in the South Terminal of Gatwick Airport, Annie Proulx's Brokeback Mountain. I'm not sure what I thought of it. I really liked the language, word choices, structure, and the style in general. But having seen the movie, it felt like reading a very rushed synopsis of it. And I know it's dumb, because the movie was based on the short story, not the other way around, but I fear that seeing the movie first completely ruined the short story for me. Plus it's an even more depressing story than I remembered. Really, really depressing. I'd really love to read a story about two guys, or two girls, who fall in love and live happily ever after. Seriously, I still have to read anything, outside the wonderful realm of fanfiction, where gay romance has a happy ending.
I'll probably be back later today with news from the ear doctor and another Reading Bingo square. And look, new Cabin Pressure icon! This is what happens when I listen to Pink Floyd's Learning to Fly too many times in a row, as it's my #1 MJN Air song. I should definitely do a fanmix. But for now, bed.
I have another appointment in the afternoon, to check the otitis. In the meanwhile I should probably go back to bed, since yesterday I spent the whole day running from one place to another, coughing, doing more running, and didn't even find the time to eat. Unacceptable. But first, here's another Reading Bingo square:
For the "Free Square" one, because holy hell these squares are getting harder and harder to fill, I went with a short story I read in the South Terminal of Gatwick Airport, Annie Proulx's Brokeback Mountain. I'm not sure what I thought of it. I really liked the language, word choices, structure, and the style in general. But having seen the movie, it felt like reading a very rushed synopsis of it. And I know it's dumb, because the movie was based on the short story, not the other way around, but I fear that seeing the movie first completely ruined the short story for me. Plus it's an even more depressing story than I remembered. Really, really depressing. I'd really love to read a story about two guys, or two girls, who fall in love and live happily ever after. Seriously, I still have to read anything, outside the wonderful realm of fanfiction, where gay romance has a happy ending.
I'll probably be back later today with news from the ear doctor and another Reading Bingo square. And look, new Cabin Pressure icon! This is what happens when I listen to Pink Floyd's Learning to Fly too many times in a row, as it's my #1 MJN Air song. I should definitely do a fanmix. But for now, bed.