Wow, September already. It doesn't feel that long since my last entry, but I guess it has been that long. Anyway, I think I'm going to make this blog more like a journal. We'll see how long I can keep this up.
So, today I'm sick. Actually, I got sick on Saturday afternoon. I'd just come home from watching Shoot 'Em Up (which is hilarious) when my immune system just decided to go bonkers on me. Nevertheless, I really wanted to eat crabcakes, so I went with my sister and her daughter to the mall to have some for dinner. On Sunday I tried my best to rest and did nothing else but vacuum and drive to the airport and back. Oh, I saw Executive Decision again after seeing it in the cinemas when it came out, what, over a decade ago? Man, it's been a while. It's a good movie. Remember that one?
Today at work, I found out that the new guy coming to head my department is gay. I was surprised not so much by the fact that he is gay but because my boss is a pretty staunch Catholic. In my mind I began to wonder whether my boss had wanted to back out but couldn't for fear of some sort of litigation, but I don't think he's an ass like that. I left work early because I still wasn't feeling all that well. I still don't.
So this book I'm reading now is called The Fourth Bear and it's by this Welsh guy, Jasper Fforde, who people who read know about, but I'd never heard of it before just happening on the book at a Borders last month. Anyway, there's this one scene I read tonight where Jack Spratt's kid tells Jack about how he tried to get a girl to notice him by reading Tristram Shandy, because she'd told him she liked Lawrence Sterne. Then the kid finds out that she actually had said "Lawrence's turn," referring to a boy she dated. This had happened before when the kid studied Keats only to find out that the girl actually loved "kids." It kind of reminded me of that time I read Pride and Prejudice in high school because a girl I liked was told me she was reading it, and then later on I found out that she hated Pride and Prejudice. Heh.
Then I went on Wikipedia and read up on Peanuts and Joe Shlabotnik and the Little Red Haired Girl and Charles Schulz and was reminded that Schulz had a real Little Red Haired Girl called Donna Johnson whom he proposed to but she turned him down and soon after married a fireman...
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