Life is sort of dreary without Penelope. I'm almost done reading lady chatterly- which i had no idea was sort of what it must be like to watch HBO and skinemax. Pretty racy i must admit. But other than that life seems to be a bit dull (i mean, i'm not even near to getting what lady chatterly is getting) what with the working and the more working and then the thinking about suddenly not working. I feel that there's a big empty space where thoughts used to be and desires and passions. There's a faint apprehension about money and spending $171 on a new dress for a wedding. Despite the budget i just made myself. But my options were low i'm telling you! And who has evening weddings on a friday at 8pm? Silly people. That's who. So who am i to argue with a teal chiffon dress from nordstroms?
My friend and i have made $78.81 after expenses selling 12 vhs tapes. Pretty extrodinary but again not that interesting. Unless it inspires you to sell your stuff on Amazon. Which it totally should- because who knew. Or better yet your parents stuff. Because why not. Maybe spend the money on newyorksuperfudgechunk or chocolate bundt cake, maybe mcmuffin breakfasts or another 32oz diet coke, or a $6 car wash. Possibly a tank of gas... it's down to $2.95. Go see sunshine for the effects and hot guy chris evans but not much else bcs the script sucks.
And then after all that who knows. It's all a blur.
4 comments:
Nordstrom. That means you can totally return it after the wedding.
What do you mean, Lady Chatterley was not what you expected?? THe book was banned here until the 1950s!
'Whilst all her womb was soft and open, and softly clamoring, like a sea anemone under the tide, clamoring for him to come in again and make a fulfillment to her. She clung to him unconscious in passion, and he never quite slipped from her, and she felt the soft bud of him within her stirring, and strange rhtythms flushing up in to her with a strange rhythmic growing motion, swelling and swelling till it filled all her cleaving consciousness, and then began again the unspeakable motion that was not really motion, but pure deepening whirlpools of sensation swirling deeper and deeper through all her tissue and consciousness, till she was one perfect concentric fluid of feeling, and she lay there crying in unconscious inarticulate cries.'
Complete filth!!!!! That I have read over and over again.
that's the thing. i had NO IDEA! i just thought huh, i've never read dh. lawrence. why not now.
i mean who even pays attention to books banned here and there and everywhere...
i love nords return policy. i did think about it!
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