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I'm sharing other people's words this morning.

In keeping with the "42nd entry" meme going around, I looked up my own 42nd entry. I found it remarkably appropriate, since this is indeed what I strive to, what I am drawn to, how I want my life to be, and how I want folks to see me.


( Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou )

Also, in celebration of the brilliance of women, the graceful and intelligent conversation which was present in everyday life during times past, this exerpt from The Writers Almanac for June 2, 2008.

( The Civil War Came to an end on this day in 1865 )

What a sad turn of events - every war must have a loser in order to have a winner. When I read this it pains me to think that few young women of 17 would be so fluent, so perceptive or so well-spoken of daily happenings in the world that surrounds her.

More for Monday.

Saw Prince Caspian last night. It was awesome. I got very dizzy from all the "soaring about the landscape or castle or river" scenes. King Edmund (Skandar Keynes)  grew 6 inches during the filming of the first movie, and is now 6'1". He's beautiful, and reminded me a great deal of slytherinsheirx.  

Had a flat tire on a 1 lane road at 9:30 last night. Was nightmare. Survived.

Am very tired this morning from lots of tossing and turning and fretting and tension last night. Had a nosebleed this morning most likely from tension. Am still doing my damnedest to curb my spending, have not succeeded for two days. I have probably 5 more shipments coming in that are all paid for and I imagine I've overspent, although I'm trying not to look too hard.

I want to simply duck my head and press on, try to live through what might be a sparse payday as a result of my foolishness and compusion, and get on with life. I'm attempting to ease some sort of psychic pain by doing this shopping, but I don't think it's working. I also am not completely certain what is causing the mental anguish. If I gave it serious thought I'm sure I'd figure it out pretty quickly, but I don't want to give it serious thought because I sense it might cause a huge rift between Brent and me.

"Maybe if I own such-n-such I'll feel better." Not exactly the most brilliant mantra, is it? I've got to regather my senses and try to remember what I should do to properly assauge the pain or worry or whatever is driving me to buy things in hopes that they will make me feel better.

 

From what I gather those who have not read the books in general find it a "pleasant" picture. Those of us who have read the books adore it. I'm looking forward to seeing The Dawn Treader.

Random

I am James Carville to Brent's Mary Matalin.

Only better looking.  And with MUCH better hair.