June 13, 2008

Trashy novels

And never before had our loving been as it was that day -- a dizzying, dazzling achievement of oneness that wiped out the last shreds of doubt as a clean flame cuts through clinging cobwebs. I had not known the barrier was there until it went down and I knew I was free of it forever.

Yes, complete trash. But it's fun, and a nice distraction.

And tonight I feel OK being by myself and reading on my porch. I enjoy it, I had a good day, and I'm not so upset by what others might be doing without me.

Do what you will. And I will do the same.

Posted by thevieve at June 13, 2008 10:39 PM
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Actually, I am reading!

Finishing up the second volume, nay, exegesis of Neal Stephenson's Baroque cycle. You know that light, Friday night stuff that requires a dictionary, thesaurus and several people smarter than you to enjoy. It's inspired, but difficult to read after single malt :(

Posted by: Andrew Smith on June 13, 2008 11:14 PM

Well, I was making Jell-O! But you already knew that.

Yay, the Jell-O! is done! Long live the Jell-O!

XOXO, and Happy Pride,
Drunky

Posted by: Drunky McBoozelstein on June 14, 2008 2:34 AM

Now you're talkin'!!!! Long live solidarity!

Posted by: Sailor John on June 14, 2008 2:22 PM
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