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The amount of things out there in the world that I want to read, watch and study brings out two types of reactions in me. Alternately. Either it's a wonder - oh wow, so much to see and learn, I'll have my life full. Or it's a fright - oh damn, so much to see and learn, when the hell am I doing this.
Today has been mostly of the first type, as I wander around YouTube poking at Shakespearean shows (this is all in the spirit of getting ready to watch The Hollow Crown. Apparently, I need to reread stuff and watch all the other interpretations first. Or something. No, I don't know when I will actually watch it. Oh, who cares)
I think Shelley, my dog, is having a good summer - well, as much as it is possible for a really old dog (16) with a permanent cough who got ready to die last year but thought better of it. She walks really slowly, and sometimes freezes in thought (one day she spent maybe half an hour staring at herself in a big mirror), but she likes taking walks (sometimes more, sometimes less - but yesterday she was inclined to spend half an hour outside, and I barely managed to convince her to go home), and has opinions - she's not going here, oh no, she's going _there_, - and pokes under bushes, and explores things.
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Today has been mostly of the first type, as I wander around YouTube poking at Shakespearean shows (this is all in the spirit of getting ready to watch The Hollow Crown. Apparently, I need to reread stuff and watch all the other interpretations first. Or something. No, I don't know when I will actually watch it. Oh, who cares)
I think Shelley, my dog, is having a good summer - well, as much as it is possible for a really old dog (16) with a permanent cough who got ready to die last year but thought better of it. She walks really slowly, and sometimes freezes in thought (one day she spent maybe half an hour staring at herself in a big mirror), but she likes taking walks (sometimes more, sometimes less - but yesterday she was inclined to spend half an hour outside, and I barely managed to convince her to go home), and has opinions - she's not going here, oh no, she's going _there_, - and pokes under bushes, and explores things.
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