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|Current music:||Nelly Furtado and Esthero: I Feel You|
Why We Should Not Have to Read D.H. Lawrence
Ok, I tried. I really tried to read Women in Love by D.H. Lawrence for today. I made it to page 25 or so, which I feel is an accomplishment in itself considering it's one of the most boring things I've ever written, and considering that I've read a great deal of literary criticism, that's saying something. I honestly cannot figure out why we're reading this book for Literature & Sexualities, although the reason might be buried in the section that I did not get to yet.
Anyway, in other news, I'm tired. However, I have to be up, so here I am. Talked to Mom last night. Actually, she had called me back a little while after she went off on me yesterday for not having my phone on to tell me that she couldn't talk before because Momo was there. It was really strange because that's all she said, and then she got off the phone. My mom usually talks my ear off. Then, when I called last night, she didn't talk much. She wasn't angry or anything, just didn't talk. I get really tired of being a black sheep.
Also, I think Michele has either already taken Vikki back or she's going to. I need to make it clear to her that if she does, I will not be there for her. If Vikki pulls the same shit again that she's pulled twice in a few weeks and Michele comes crying to me again, I'll tell her that it was her own damned fault. I don't feel sympathy for people asking for trouble. It's like the saying goes, "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me." Vikki won't be to blame if Michele gets hurt again because she knows how Vikki is.
Ugh...it's times like this that I wish it was after July 24th and I could get something alcoholic to drink.
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