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Eleanor of Aquitaine:" What would you have me do? Give up? Give out? Give in?"

Henry II:" Give me a little peace."

Eleanor: "Only a little? Why so modest? Why not eternal peace? Now there's a thought!"

From "The Lion in Winter"

Dino really is such a pretty cat, staring passively at me while I brush my teeth. Jermyn has declared both Dino and Jasper gay cats, having spotted them sleeping side by side. Soft evidence, but I can't say I'm surprised, given the pedigree and predilection of the owner himself. Strangely enough, now that I think about it, they seem to personify( ( Read more... )

I gave up on sleeping. I have to get up in 2 hours anyway to catch the bus to KL anyway, so instead of tossing and turning in bed, I decided to make myself useful and put some more music in my iPod. Heck, I can always sleep the 5 hours on the bus. I've got a lot of Bessie Smith to get into my iPod. About 9 CDs worth, all the music she ever recorded ( Read more... )

It's raining something fierce outside. A wonderful time for sleep, and yet I'm up, putting music into my new 120GB iPod, which I have named Apollo after the beautiful Greek God of music. At last count, 4922 songs in 416 albums with 749 artists from 28 genres( mostly jazz, classical and opera). That gives me 15.3 days' worth of music and only took ( Read more... )

Is that all there is?
Is that all there is?
If that's all there is, my friend,
Then let's keep dancing
Let's break out the booze and have a ball
If that's all there is.

John didn't know how right he was when he called me "cold" in jest. I am a chilly bastard. Like Kay captured by the Snow Queen, there must be a shard of glass embedded in my heart somewhere. I sit on an ice throne in a no-man-landscape, trying to figure out a puzzle that can't be figured out, freezing my ass off, all the while getting more numb. I ( Read more... )

I've been finding it quite difficult to write anything recently. Not that I've not been inspired. In fact, I find thoughts and feelings flooding through me at times, but they were impossible to pin down. So I am reduced to regurgitating what I read or hear. This little passage comes from a dictionary entry on the word "glum". It's just so... ME ( Read more... )