Pretty damn good!![]()
Pretty damn good!![]()
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
Excellent. Going to feel even better after dinner though.
Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better, it's not.
Overwhemed and sad
Fed up... Just fed up!
Legs hurt.
Back hurts.
I demand a juicy chunk of steak, covered in oily fat.
So I can devour it savagely.
That will make me feel better...
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
Bahhhhhhhh![]()
The Moments of Dominion
That happen on the Soul
And leave it with a Discontent
Too exquisite — to tell —
-Emily Dickinson
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVW8GCnr9-I
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckGIvr6WVw4
How do I feel today?
Bloody awful. 5 days till all my deadlines fall on my head, and I'm knackered. And today's work has not been going well at all... looks like it's going to be another late-night, tea-fuelled exercise in abject misery...
Oh, and I'm still fuming from my row with the unhelpful cretins in the library yesterday.
Still, cometh the weekend, cometh the day off...
"I should only believe in a God that would know how to dance. And when I saw my devil, I found him serious, thorough, profound, solemn: he was the spirit of gravity- through him all things fall. Not by wrath, but by laughter, do we slay. Come, let us slay the spirit of gravity!" - Nietzsche
HOT! It suddenly got hot here. I couldn't sleep very well last night. I am not really feeling well, but think this extreme change has effected me. I may not be on Litnet too much today. The AC is not in the window and I am sweltering. When computer is on it makes the room a lot warmer. I am very uncomfortable indeed. Hope this weather changes tonight.
"It's so mysterious, the land of tears."
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Peachy.
Juuust peachy.
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Well, my paper is done, minus revisions... now for my project.
I look forward to Tuesday, sweet Tuesday, when I will be free.
Sad![]()
The Moments of Dominion
That happen on the Soul
And leave it with a Discontent
Too exquisite — to tell —
-Emily Dickinson
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVW8GCnr9-I
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckGIvr6WVw4