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tanaiseToday, I bought another copy of The Lady's Not for Burning. Thus, it was a very good day. Not to mention that it's the 5th? 6th? copy I've found, and my total for all of them is probably still under $5, and this was first paperback copy I've ever found, and it was in the 6 for a dollar pile, so whee! I'm not sure who will get this copy, but if you're interested, let me know. I need to re-read it. I was just looking at my copy the other day. It's up on the top shelf of the bookcase, and I was thinking about pulling it down and putting it in my to read pile, but it's not as though I don't have plenty of other things to read right now. Still, I probably will grab it soon. It's just my favorite play ever right now, I think. Selected bits:
Jennet:
Alexander wearing
His imperial cobwebs and breast plate of shining worms
Wakens and looks for his glasses to find the empire
Which he knows he put beside his bed
Alizon:
Men are strange. It's almost unexpected
To find they speak English
Thomas:
I'll not
Reconcile myself to a dark world
for the sake of five-foot six of wavering light
for the sake of a woman who goes no higher
than my bottom lip
Margaret:
I have always been sure
That when [Judgment Day] comes it will come in the autumn.
Heaven, I am quite sure, wouldn't disappoint
The bulbs
Friday's interesting news was the engagements page from the Sunday paper last week. It's a three column page, and the top three engagements look like they're some sort of prank. "Cook--Hennessey" "Cook--Merrell" and "Cook--Diehl" My mom thinks they might be a set of triplet girls--there were three sets of triplets born in this area in a span of a few years, and she thinks this could be one of them. All I can think is how broke the family's going to be. One wedding this summer, two next summer.
Oh, and I've discovered that which triggers panic attacks when I'm trying to go to sleep. I ran out of my asthma medication, and it's not as though I can't breathe without it, but what happens is I can't breathe comfortably, so when I get nervous about something, and resort to my biofeedback techniques such as breathing exercises, I can't get my breaths to be right, as they're all very shallow and then I get even more anxious, and it feeds back all right, just the wrong way, and I have to turn the music up and distract myself that way. So, the lesson for the weekend or so has been 'get off your ass and call the doctor's office about a refill."
I also have three resume packets ready for the mail for assorted jobs, all of which look to be some sort of evil, but hey, money money money.
Jennet:
Alexander wearing
His imperial cobwebs and breast plate of shining worms
Wakens and looks for his glasses to find the empire
Which he knows he put beside his bed
Alizon:
Men are strange. It's almost unexpected
To find they speak English
Thomas:
I'll not
Reconcile myself to a dark world
for the sake of five-foot six of wavering light
for the sake of a woman who goes no higher
than my bottom lip
Margaret:
I have always been sure
That when [Judgment Day] comes it will come in the autumn.
Heaven, I am quite sure, wouldn't disappoint
The bulbs
Friday's interesting news was the engagements page from the Sunday paper last week. It's a three column page, and the top three engagements look like they're some sort of prank. "Cook--Hennessey" "Cook--Merrell" and "Cook--Diehl" My mom thinks they might be a set of triplet girls--there were three sets of triplets born in this area in a span of a few years, and she thinks this could be one of them. All I can think is how broke the family's going to be. One wedding this summer, two next summer.
Oh, and I've discovered that which triggers panic attacks when I'm trying to go to sleep. I ran out of my asthma medication, and it's not as though I can't breathe without it, but what happens is I can't breathe comfortably, so when I get nervous about something, and resort to my biofeedback techniques such as breathing exercises, I can't get my breaths to be right, as they're all very shallow and then I get even more anxious, and it feeds back all right, just the wrong way, and I have to turn the music up and distract myself that way. So, the lesson for the weekend or so has been 'get off your ass and call the doctor's office about a refill."
I also have three resume packets ready for the mail for assorted jobs, all of which look to be some sort of evil, but hey, money money money.
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