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I don't know where my head is anymore. There are so many days I think I have my entire agenda down to a tee. This class from this time to that time, work on this project from here to here, do this homework when you get back from this club and you'll still have plenty of time to work on that graphics assignment before you go to bed!
I think I'm too bogged down for my own good. I feel like I'm just spinning in circles and going absolutely no where. I need to drop a project. I need to stop killing myself over other people's mistakes, or what they do or don't do, or whateverthefuckexcuseyouwanttoaddhere. I can't even form coherent sentences because I feel so lost and dazed and frustrated. I don't care anymore. I need my life in order before I start worrying about you.
On hiatus. From everything. Until further notice. It's been a long time coming, and I think I need it now more than ever.
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[02 Oct 2007|12:22pm] |
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Each day that passes by I lose more and more faith in both Hanson and Hanson fans. Seriously, taking a break from the fandom for a while.
I don't know where I'm at with the novel count, but you can add The Awakening by Kate Chopin, The Italian by Ann Radcliff, and The Monk by Matthew Gregory Lewis.
That is all.
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| Novel Number Seventeen... |
[28 Jul 2007|04:28pm] |
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...is completed. The Castle of Otranto by Horace Walpole.
I like the concept. A cursed family/castle. Misfortune ensues. Supernatural events. But it was just plain difficult for me to get into this novel.
But I had to read it for my Gothic Novel class. So I have two out of nine novels read for that one at least.
I've been killing myself at work lately, so I don't have much I want to add at this moment. I'm going to pass out on the couch.
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| Novels Fifteen and Sixteen... |
[24 Jul 2007|06:40am] |
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...are completed. The Encyclopedia of Dragons by some snarky Australian man whose name I forget because Dan returned the book to the library, and Coraline by Neil Gaiman. The first Dan had me read because he enjoyed it when he first read it [actually, I had him read it to me when he slept over the other night], and the second I had read in high school, finally found my own copy of it, and decided to read as a refresher because it is a short novel. A children's novel, actually, but pretty damn freaky, if you ask me.
But now I have to run to work. Then the doctor's. Then back to work. Oi.
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| Novel Number Fourteen... |
[18 Jul 2007|06:29pm] |
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...is completed. Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas: A Savage Journey to the Heart of the American Dream.
I've been trying to get ahead of next semester, so I'm reading novels off my list for the Gothic Novel Seminar. Fear and Loathing is actually the last novel on the list that Dr. Anthony sent me. I was planning on starting in chronological order, but its harder for me to get into older novels [like The Castle of Otranto and The House of the Seven Gables] than it is with more contemporary literature [1971 is not necessarily contemporary now a days, but it sure is damn close].
I have mixed feelings about this novel. It was a fast read [2.5 days to complete]. Great exposition on the drug culture of the late sixties/early seventies. And I can sort of see why Dr. Anthony categorized it as "gothic," with its excessive drug use and themes of "paranoia" brought on by said drug usage. I think what threw me was the lack of a definitive plot, but I guess that adds to the overall feel of the novel. It's almost like you're experiencing drug-induced psychosis along with the protagonists.
I may have to rent the movie now.
I never update this thing anymore with what's going on in my life. If I had the time tonight, I would, but I'm going to see Transformers with Candy Bar tonight, and I need to get ready. Plus, I'm starting to get burned out with work and various side projects, so anything I would have to say about life in general would not appear coherent. Much like this paragraph. Must stop rambling. Oi. G'night.
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| Novel Number Thirteen... |
[11 Jul 2007|09:04pm] |
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...completed. Exile by R.A. Salvatore.
This novel took longer to read than I both expected and hoped. Besides being insanely busy with work and such, the second installment of The Dark Elf Trilogy failed to captivate me as much as the first. Once again, I adore the character of Drizzt, and even applaud Salvatore for creating a host of memorble characters.
But I felt that this novel was rushed. Like the majority of it was written in haste, and jam packed with small filler scenarios to make it appear more voluptuous. I don't feel the character of Clacker was necessary at all. Neither were 90% of the battles in the novel, because we all knew that Drizzt and Belwar would emerge triumphant with barely a scratch. Our hero(s) being impervious to harm is good and all (hooray for continued series), that whole invincible team bit got old after fighting the goblins. And predictable. Shake it up a bit, Salvatore! They have to get more than just a knicked shoulder and a bump on the head.
And don't get me started on the grammatical errors. I bought the collector's edition. I found more than a dozen errors between the first two installments. What is even sadder is that this is not even the first print of this edition. The first one was published in 1998, and the second in 2000. You would think in that time these very simple errors would get polished.
Of course, I'll still read the rest of the trilogy, and quite possibly The Icewind Dale Trilogy, since that is also sitting in my bookshelf. But all of my novels for the Gothic novel seminar finally came in the mail (two weeks and $95 later), so Drizzt and his adventures are on hiatus until I read at least three of the Gothic novel texts. I'm trying to stay ahead of the work, because the last two semesters I got swamped with papers and readings because of how many English courses I took.
In other news, Candy and I took a road trip yesterday, and had an amazing time, even though we ended up blowing a big wad of hard earned cash in the process. Maybe I'll post pictures, who knows? Other issues are better left unsaid at the moment. More appropriate for a private journal, as opposed to this mock journal that's broadcasted throughout the entire Internet.
And now, I'm off to find my Lovie so he can take me home. I have work at 5am for the rest of the week, and I also have to clean both my room and my uncle's house. I'm exhausted.
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| Because Kenny G told me they count.... |
[07 Jul 2007|04:40am] |
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Novels eleven and tweleve are completed. Exile and Sojourn, in their graphic novel form, are completed. The real Exile is exactly 101 pages away from completion, but I may have to put it on hiatus for a while while I read some of these novels for Dr. Anthony's class this coming semester (nine novels, sheesh!). I'm reading the shortest ones.
In other news, I've had an ear infection since Saturday, exactly one week ago, and it hurts like a mother fucker. I am not happy.
But I have to go to work now (which I would prefer to stay home, because of my throbbing ear), but since I took Sunday off because of the effin' ear, I have to go this week. Ray also quit, so I also have to cover his shift (5am-10am) Tuesday-Friday until someone else is found. I'm not sure how I feel about that yet.
I think I need to take a vacation. Once everyone else is done with theirs, I'm going to take one for myself. I probably won't go farther than Dan's house, but it'll be enough.
Peace out, cub scouts.
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