Yes, it's official, me hearties. Sorry to disappoint. You might not want to read the line below if you're easily brought to tears. The rest of you, brace yourselves, cause here it comes:
I hate my blog!!!
Everybody okay? Good. I'll continue.
As I have already so eloquently put it, my blog is a thorn in my flesh. Reasons why:
1. I have to update it. Why can't they just make a smart blog that updates itself?
2. It's bright blue. Normally blue is my favorite color, but this is BLUE.
3. It has nothing of consequence on it.
4. Yet another password for me to keep up with!
And there you have it. But this blog has been here so long, I guess I can let it live...for the time being.
In other news:
To any friends reading: Remind me never to try and write a paper about Hamlet again! Just because it's an awesome story doesn't mean I have to try and write a paper on it! Why didn't I stick to something easy like Sir Gawain and the Green Knight?! Bleh! There, I've said it. Now, other than this STUPID PAPER, I am really enjoying this English class. Because it's the only class I'm taking, I can do all the reading and research I want to without having to make room for the assignments from other classes. Everyone should take summer classes, it's worth it.
Also, since I haven't officially announced it yet: My sister Sarah Jo has finally married Gabriel! My feelings about the union are like this: Glad for them, wish she'd email me once in a while, and is one niece or nephew too much to ask for? Anyhoo, they are currently living in Eden, where she sits at home, bored all day (by her own admission) until Gabe gets home from work. Maybe I should go up there one day while he's at work and bug her until she gets out of the house: "Hey, Sarah, what you doing? What you doing? Huh? Can I help? Where you going? Can I come along? Where you going, and where did this pie come from? Did you make this pie? Huh? Can I have a piece?"
Oh, and I can drive now. YES! No license yet, until I can pay for the insurance (a subtle hint in my direction to GET A JOB), but I can drive! Isn't it awesome when you think you're hopelessly incapable of doing something, and you find out that, after all, you can?
Well, we're going to Sarah's place for dinner tonight. Should be fun.
Glad to have all that finally on the blog. But I still hate it.
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Hi, Shelley! Guess what! I'm back! Argh! Yes, I finally defeated the...evil computer-voiced babbler of numbers and gobbletygook and won my password! Yea!
Don't hate your blog! You can't hate your blog! Your blog is amazing! I love your blog! I feel the same way about mine sometimes (obviously), but...well, look at it this way. What's on here might not be of any consequence to you, but it matters a whole lot to me because it's bits of your life, the life of a friend. Know what I mean?
I'm just going through and commenting on stuff, so this might be random. Sir Gawain and the Green Knight is a really cool story, but I wrote a paper on it and I hated that paper. No one else did, though, so...*shrugs* I wish I liked Beowulf. I really didn't; it came across as too repetitious. He wounds the monster, he kills the monster's evil mom, he kills the monster, he gets killed by a dragon. Granted, the last battle with the dragon I did enjoy, because of the young man who was loyal to Beowulf until the end; that was all very touching. What is it that you like about it?
I like your blessing poem very much.
Elsie Dinsmore...you know, the first time I read the first book (I only ever had the one), I was in love with it, and I read it over and over...and then on maybe the seventh or eighth time, I suddenly saw something I had somehow been able to miss: she was darned perfect. And no one else was ever that perfect, no one! Sadistic family is about right. But her father is an interesting character. Sometimes I wonder if it's worth finding them all and trying them again, now that I no longer have the problem I struggled with as a very young writer, namely imitating exactly what I was reading at the time.
Please keep posting to the blog! Pretty please? *makes sad eyes* I love it! I...I love it so much, that I'm going to battle the evil cyberbabbler in order to leave you this comment. Hahaha! *grins*
Blessings,
Liz
P.S. Oh, The evil Cyberbabbler isn't so bad here...strange that it would be on the password reset thingy and not here...but who's complaining?
Yay! (sings) Lizzie is the champion, my friend! You'll keep on fighting, but she'll win!
Well, I'm flattered that you like my blog. And you summed up what I think of your blog: It's a way to keep in touch! I just hate that I actually have to maintain it, you know? I'm lazy. :)
I'm sure the paper wasn't as bad as all that, and I LOVE Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. As for Beowulf, I guess I mostly loved the epic scale of the whole thing. Reading it was a great experience; my movie-mind was hard at work. It reminded me so much of when I first read Lord of the Rings - I was staggered by how huge the story was.
Thanks!
Sometimes I wonder if it'd be worth the time to pull Horace out of Elsie Dinsmore and put him in another story (under another name, of course.) I liked him that much. He was the only character who didn't seem ridiculously good or ridiculously malicious, you know? He was the most realistic character, in my opinion.
Okay, I'll keep posting, if only to make you happy after the epic Battle of Cyberbabble. :) Thanks for commenting!
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