Aaaand...

[silveradept]

...nothing, actually. Well, okay, a little work on an assignment. More stuff to do tomorrow. There's always more stuff to do tomorrow. Maybe I'll manage to get the assignment finished tomorrow, so that I can then turn my eyes to the papers that are starting to intrude. Because the intrusion is definitely on the way. Here's hoping that I can get it all done. And in time. While not losing all of my sanity points (I only got a few to be rationed out over the whole two years, dammitall!)

Rosa Parks died yesterday. Seems like we're losing a lot of our great symbols. And having others actively destroyed.

It would appear that Anne Rice has found God. And then wrote about him. The CW of the people around me seems to think this is on par with Tom Cruise using Force lightning on Oprah. Perhaps somewhere hovering around the level of "Original Pussy Beer". Certainly not as cool or as proper as people who dream in musicals.

But then again, that's all there is from me tonight. I guess I'm still recovering from the week I lost trying to get my computer fixed.

Comments

[greyweirdo.livejournal.com]

That was a bit more BDSM than Anne is up for I think. Which is interesting when you've read some of her books. Actually I think it's the books she rote as Anne Rampling, but you get the idea.

[wanderingbhikkh.livejournal.com]

Ahhh, the Rampling books. You know it's time to set them aside when you say to yourself "Oh, huh, another public nude spanking."

[silveradept]

If things like that are that common, then I wonder how that book made it past the editors.

[greyweirdo.livejournal.com]

they were sold as erotica

[silveradept]

Oh... Well, that makes a ceratin sadistic sense.