Finally made myself finish reading True Colors by Karen Surtees and Nann Dunne. I kind of wish I had three days of my life back. No offense to Ms. Surtees and Ms. Dunne, but... they are no Blayne Cooper and T. Novan. Every romantic novel is going to be mediocre to me after reading the leader of all romance novels, Madam President. I refuse to go near Radclyffe's writing again. I think reading four Radclyffe novels gives me a justified reason to say, it's simply not for me. The plots are exactly the same, dialogue is so-so, and there is no reason to have explicit love scenes spread out four pages. There might as well be a label on the back of the book that says, "Make sure you have a big glass of ice water to pour over your head while reading."
I'm probably going straight to hell for all this book bashing.
I will say, that Love's Melody Lost was a GREAT book. I wish I had another LML or MP to read right now. Still need to finish The Bell Jar too. There is lots of reading on the agenda. I should write my own lesbian romance book. I've had to have read at least 35 of them. That's plenty of research for my own unique version of how *bursts into song* "When a (wo)maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan loves a woman."
Yeah... I probably shouldn't write journal entries past midnight anymore.
Top 5 BEST lesbian romance books of all time, IMO:
Madam President, First Lady, The Road to Glory, Love's Melody Lost, and Cobb Island
That's my list, and I'm sticking to it! Until I read something better. I'm not really sure how this whole entry got fixated on my favorite reads, but I guess that is the wonder of the blog. To that, I shall end this entry with one of my favorite pages from Rilke's "Letters to Young Poet" :
"It is not inertia alone that is responsible for human relationships repeating themselves from case to case, indescribably monotonous and unrenewed. It is shyness before any sort of new and unforseeable experience with which one does not think oneself able to cope, but only someone who is ready for everything, who excludes nothing, not even the most enigmatical, will live the relation to another as something alive."
Monday, February 2, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
To sleep, perchance to dream.
Had a fight with Amanda. I'm feeling... suckage-like about it, and I kind of just wish I could go to sleep. Sometimes I think we would get along better if we hadn't have dated. I guess we just need some space now.
So upon deciding that we need space, I decided to pop in a couple of "Buffy" episodes involving Willow & Tara taking some space from each other. I don't know why I decided to do that. Now I'm even more sad. Especially when SMG burst into tears in front of A.B. crying, "Please don't forgive me." Damn SMG for being such a good actress.
I need to start working towards my Minor in Art. After 10 Psychology classes in a row, I NEED some art/expression classes before I lose my skills.
On a happier note, I finally beat Maniac Mansion for NES. Didn't mean to kill Dave though. Ah well. He was kind of suckish character anyway. He didn't even have any skills. Bernard, however, is awesome. Killed him too... now that I think about it, but that was a complete accident. Good thing we get to play with three characters at one time. So Razor, the punk rocker chick, was the winner. She's the coolest one anyway being musically talented and so fashionable.
Oh crap, I just remembered issue #22 "Buffy" comic is coming out this Wednesday. I hope the comic book store doesn't run out before I can come back from college for the weekend. I really need to look for a comic book store in H-burg. Blah... it's focussing on Kennedy so if they sell out, whatever... Then again. I really like Satsu. Maybe Kennedy and Satsu will get together. Thereby paving the way for Tara to return to Willow. Whooooooo!
Whoa... after trying to grab the remote that fell under my bed, I found an old VHS tape of "Jumanji". I think I lost that like ten years ago. I don't think "Jumanji" got credit for being as fabulous as it was. I think Kirsten Dunst was the little girl in it, but I'm not sure. Man... I should look under my bed for class ring. That would be a good thing to find.
Yes well another time, perhaps... Off to bed for now.
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"When we die... we go into the arms of those who remember us. We are home now. Out of our heads. Out of our minds. Out of this world. Out of this time."
So upon deciding that we need space, I decided to pop in a couple of "Buffy" episodes involving Willow & Tara taking some space from each other. I don't know why I decided to do that. Now I'm even more sad. Especially when SMG burst into tears in front of A.B. crying, "Please don't forgive me." Damn SMG for being such a good actress.
I need to start working towards my Minor in Art. After 10 Psychology classes in a row, I NEED some art/expression classes before I lose my skills.
On a happier note, I finally beat Maniac Mansion for NES. Didn't mean to kill Dave though. Ah well. He was kind of suckish character anyway. He didn't even have any skills. Bernard, however, is awesome. Killed him too... now that I think about it, but that was a complete accident. Good thing we get to play with three characters at one time. So Razor, the punk rocker chick, was the winner. She's the coolest one anyway being musically talented and so fashionable.
Oh crap, I just remembered issue #22 "Buffy" comic is coming out this Wednesday. I hope the comic book store doesn't run out before I can come back from college for the weekend. I really need to look for a comic book store in H-burg. Blah... it's focussing on Kennedy so if they sell out, whatever... Then again. I really like Satsu. Maybe Kennedy and Satsu will get together. Thereby paving the way for Tara to return to Willow. Whooooooo!
Whoa... after trying to grab the remote that fell under my bed, I found an old VHS tape of "Jumanji". I think I lost that like ten years ago. I don't think "Jumanji" got credit for being as fabulous as it was. I think Kirsten Dunst was the little girl in it, but I'm not sure. Man... I should look under my bed for class ring. That would be a good thing to find.
Yes well another time, perhaps... Off to bed for now.
___
"When we die... we go into the arms of those who remember us. We are home now. Out of our heads. Out of our minds. Out of this world. Out of this time."
Saturday, January 31, 2009
No One Mourns the Wicked
For some reason, I've had Wicked songs stuck in my head all day. Now there's a musical that I would love to see again. However, I only just saw it last May. I should have gotten Katie Rose Clarke's and Carmen Cusack's autographs. I swear that Katie Rose's intepretation of Glinda reminded me of Barbara Jean from "Reba". I can't put my finger on why...
I should read Accursed again. It was awesomely good. While I'm randomly thinking of A.B., I should also put "Chance" on the list of things to see.
Side Note: Where are all of my hair brushes?
I know I have at least seven of them from losing them... buying them... finding old ones under my driver's seat in my car. Wondering why a brush would even be under the driver's seat in my car... I bet Tripp has been grabbing them and hiding them in the backyard somewhere. I have reason to believe that doggy evidence supports this theory too. The other day I saw a trail of comb bits leading up to the doggy door. I should plant a fake brush on the edge of the counter and see what he does/where he goes. *pause*
God, I need a date... I should go to a gay club or something. Except the fact that I loathe clubs and wouldn't want to meet my future love in a place like that. I should go to the school's library and hang out around the lesbian fiction. Hmm... however, when I did that at "Border's Books" some really scary looking girl with a mohawk and a chain leading from her eyebrow to her nose starred at me for like an hour. Why do girls have a mohawks and pierced faces in 2009? Didn't that fad end in the 80's? Plus she looked about 16 or 17, and I don't want a piece of that cradle robbing moment.
I need to go study anyway. Psychology tests galore next week. I swear I've spent more time in the Psych building than my actual dorm room in the past year. Off I go.
I should read Accursed again. It was awesomely good. While I'm randomly thinking of A.B., I should also put "Chance" on the list of things to see.
Side Note: Where are all of my hair brushes?
I know I have at least seven of them from losing them... buying them... finding old ones under my driver's seat in my car. Wondering why a brush would even be under the driver's seat in my car... I bet Tripp has been grabbing them and hiding them in the backyard somewhere. I have reason to believe that doggy evidence supports this theory too. The other day I saw a trail of comb bits leading up to the doggy door. I should plant a fake brush on the edge of the counter and see what he does/where he goes. *pause*
God, I need a date... I should go to a gay club or something. Except the fact that I loathe clubs and wouldn't want to meet my future love in a place like that. I should go to the school's library and hang out around the lesbian fiction. Hmm... however, when I did that at "Border's Books" some really scary looking girl with a mohawk and a chain leading from her eyebrow to her nose starred at me for like an hour. Why do girls have a mohawks and pierced faces in 2009? Didn't that fad end in the 80's? Plus she looked about 16 or 17, and I don't want a piece of that cradle robbing moment.
I need to go study anyway. Psychology tests galore next week. I swear I've spent more time in the Psych building than my actual dorm room in the past year. Off I go.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Amber Benson in Manhattan (Feb. 6-9)
Quick Note:
Why must I live so far awaaaaaaay? After a disappointing mapquest moment, it would be a twenty hour drive from here to Haddyn. I swear... one day I am going to get her autograph. Even if I did have the money to drive all of that way, I would not get back in time for classes on Monday. Pssssht... who needs to go to class anyway?
Why must I live so far awaaaaaaay? After a disappointing mapquest moment, it would be a twenty hour drive from here to Haddyn. I swear... one day I am going to get her autograph. Even if I did have the money to drive all of that way, I would not get back in time for classes on Monday. Pssssht... who needs to go to class anyway?
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