Wednesday, 24 August 2005 05:24 pm
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I was sick all Monday with a bug that's been going around. Glaceau's vitamin water specializing in focus enhancement didn't work on me. I should have searched for a drug store near the office, but I was probably too feverish to think of that. Good think work was light that day.
When I took Tuesday off to recuperate -- and by that morning I was mostly well -- I felt guilty, as I often have without actual guilt. This is the third week in a row that I didn't spend 40 hours in the office. I'm afraid someone's going to suspect me of grabbing at excuses.
At the risk of relapse into sickness, I watched Plan 9 from Outer Space with my dad. It's certainly a stinker, but after all the hype, might I say that it was a...reverse letdown.
When I took Tuesday off to recuperate -- and by that morning I was mostly well -- I felt guilty, as I often have without actual guilt. This is the third week in a row that I didn't spend 40 hours in the office. I'm afraid someone's going to suspect me of grabbing at excuses.
At the risk of relapse into sickness, I watched Plan 9 from Outer Space with my dad. It's certainly a stinker, but after all the hype, might I say that it was a...reverse letdown.
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I've read several of Hardy's novels, but TOTD was my favorite. Hmm...a favorite among sad tales? I think I was more of a sad sack when I read his stuff. He was 75 years ahead of society in terms of his views on relationships. Well, maybe not. Maybe the things he wrote of (men & women living together w/o marriage, women seeking higher education, seduction/rape and illegitimate children) were all happening (duh, of course they were) but scorned by society at the time. In any case, I know I won't be returning to that sort of reading.
F. Scott Fitzgerald is another author I'll never go back to again. I read all of his stuff when I was a teen (including some biographies on him and his wife Zelda) and I determined that he was just a drunken, raving idiot (Zelda's idiocy compounded by mental illness). I bring him up now because one of his titles was The Beautiful and the Damned. In Hardy's stories, the Beautiful are the Damned. *shrug*
So, being through with romantic guck and through with true crime (I can't even finish the one I've been toting around for months now!), I plan to dig deeper into the Bible. A good plan :)
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