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I'm enjoying the book very much. It is Austen, after all.
But if I'm supposed to be feeling any sympathy toward Marianne, I'm afraid I just can't.
She's just learned what a jackwad Willoughby is, and she's moping and moaning and declaring that she will never ever EVER be happy again.
Instead of comforting and coddling her, the rest of them need to smack her upside the head and tell her "grow up, you silly little fool."
I guess the point of the book is to show the absurdity of either extreme, Marianne's absurd emotionalism and Elinor's equally unreasonable rationality.
However, I can much more feel pity for Elinor because she's not as selfish and self-centered as her sister. Maybe it's also because I tend to lean more toward the non-emotional side of the spectrum myself.
The Milky Way stuff isn't coffee after all. It's cocoa. I guess I should have figured that out, since that packet was on the same row of the dispenser as the teas.
On the other hand, there is one called "Choco" on the row with the coffee, and that's cocoa, too.
I'm trying some Sidamo Gold something or other, that they say has a wine-y flavor? Meh.
They also have a house blend in regular and decaf, a breakfast blend, an "intense dark roast," and a hazelnut blend (yuck).
So far, I'm not bowled over.
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And they're taking away the coffee machine! Noooooooooo!
(They're replacing it, but with a machine that uses a different brand of coffee. I don't like just any coffee. I liked that coffee! Noooooooooo!)
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Obviously it's a piece of crap, but some moron is still putting the pod in upside down. You can tell by the grounds scattered all over the floor. I don't need coffee, but I like it, and that machine is the only one that makes the kind I like. :P I tried just letting a pod steep in a cup of hot water for a while, but that's pretty thin tasting, even though it's plenty dark.
Rockies, what happened????? Dang... The Broncos are 5-0, but of the two, I would rather have had a Rox win.
My back is threatening to stiffen up again, so I just took four ibuprofen to try to head it off at the pass. The interval between episodes is getting shorter, and that can't be a good sign.
Saturday was okay. My folks took us to lunch for my birthday at a little tea shoppe/gift shop a lady in their Sunday school class runs. It was very nice. I had shepherd's pie and a pot of tea. Very posh! (She has a suit of armor in her shop. If I had somewhere to put it, I'd totally buy it!)
Then we went back to our house for birthday cake, and spent two hours listening to Mom go on and on and on and on and on...about what were we going to do about funeral and burial arrangements when she and Dad go? Did we want them to go ahead and get a burial plot for four (Mom, Dad, sister, and me), or just for two? Didn't we think we should all go to the mortuary and see what the prices are? Etc., etc., ad nauseam.
It's not that I think these things are important, because they are. I don't know why she insists on asking our input, though, because she's only going to turn around and tell us why she's not going to take our advice, but she's going to do exactly what she wants to do.
So why don't we just start with what she wants and skip all the stupid games???
I have no intention of being buried anywhere. I plan to be cremated. So I don't need a burial plot. But even if not, I'm only 44. I could still get married, and maybe I want to be buried with him. I'm an adult, thank you. I can make my own arrangements. (If you can't decide what to do with my ashes, then pour them in the toilet and flush. I won't give a damn. I'll be dead.)
I think she's working under the misapprehension that we'll be so prostrated with grief when she dies that we won't be able to think straight, and the mortuary will be able to screw us for all we're worth. Yeah. The woman who raised us and who made "cheap ass" an art. We learned at the foot of the master. (Anyway, she'd come back and haunt us if we spent a lot on the funeral. She kicks up enough fuss now if we ever spend money on anything nice.)
And this will sound a little callous, but it's the truth. I'm not sure I have enough warmth of feeling for any human being to be devastated by their passing. Saddened? Yes. Shocked. Yes. Unable to function clearly? Nope. Sorry.
Obama wins Nobel prize.
I'm sorry folks, but he's been President for eight months. He's done nothing yet deserving of any prizes.
I'm not criticizing Mr. Obama. I'm just saying it's waaaaaaay to early in his administration to be giving out awards of this caliber.
And if they're awarding him simply for replacing Bush, then shame on them for being so petty.
Edited to add "yet" to my second paragraph, just so I don't sound so negative.
What's the biggest frustration in your life right now?
I can't get past the bloody goblins in the Misty Mountains to find the %$#@$^& fire pots! They killed me three freaking times1!!1!!!
(I'm sure my sister is sick of listening to me cuss at the computer...)
(I'm going to try pasting the code from IHAH first, but that doesn't usually work here at the office. If not, I'll have to save and upload...)
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Damn it.
Sheesh.
Over the weekend there was some discussion on the Denver Post forums about changes the developer was making to the forum functionality. In one of my comments, I used the expression "shot my wad."
Some guy then sent me a private message telling me that he thought only men should use that expression.
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What the hell does he think it means?
Honestly, do we have to have to stop using picturesque language just because some foul-minded perv has decided that everything needs to have a vulgar double-meaning?