Thursday, February 06, 2003
The Lady of Shalott has been my favorite painting for the longest time. I can't remember a time when I didn't know it was in our book of Arthurian Legands, near the back. Never has there been a time when I didn't love that poem that goes along with that name. The calm and even serene description of her as she gets into the boat always appealed to me. Sad, but not. I love the Lady. I love the story. I love the feeling. But I fear my own Lancelot. I never did like that charactor.And in case I die before I wake, Goodbye.
I feel like lying down in the middle of the road so I can count the stars and finally go to sleep after looking into the face of the moon.
Wednesday, February 05, 2003
I would also like to say "Wow Sonja!". Because, well, I was like all "wow!?" and stuff. Unfortunately (to me, because I'm me) the jury is still out and if I'm supposed to be the judge, well I quit.By "wow" I mean I almost had a heart attack. Or sank into the fetal position. Or began telling lewd jokes. Either and any of these.
But "Wow" me... I've got a secret. And Robbin might know. Right Bob?
I still don't know. Damn all of them.
ps. "Robbin" is not just a female spelling. "Robin" is not just a male spelling.
pps. My crazy bellydancer aunt was named "Robin". Thats with one "b". Uno. Un. One.
ppps. Was means that she is now under a diff name. {Natashya} She didn't die.
pppps. This is weird. I would delete it all but I took a long time typing it out. Please disregard lines 6-9. Thank you.
Tuesday, February 04, 2003
Does anyone really ever remember the first thing they said to someone else? Think about one of your best friends. Do you remember how you met them? Where? When? It seems like the most inportant people in our lives have unknown orgin. You may remember what or who brought you together but never that one moment, that catalyst that began everything, when you arrive at to day.Sunday, February 02, 2003
Some people may get in "frenchy" moods, but I'm feeling very brittish to-day.
