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Saturday, December 17, 2005

Guinevere was a bonehead

I watched Camelot, all three hours of it. Richard Harris! I had no idea, I only saw him when he was a blustery old man playing Dumbledore in the first Harry Potter Movies. Richard looked like Mel Gibson in that movie.
Guinevere gives up everything to have an affair with a pompas frenchman... JEEZ what a bonehead!
I was very thankful that I don't have to write a review on this, I only had to enjoy it.
It was made in 1967, and I didn't think it seemed dated at all.
I have to say, I did cry through the whole thing, I felt sorry for Guinevere, but I was thinking, the solution is simple, tell Lancy baby to shove off and go be with your husband, stupid broad!

Friday, December 16, 2005

Alone


The family is going to Las Vegas for a week.
I am going to miss them. I am going to do those weird things one likes to do when one is alone.
I am going to Eat Chocolate Mousse and watch Camelot.
I am going to shower with the door open, and listen to music all night long, and watch TV in my jammies, I am going to eat TV dinners, and not do any dishes.
I am going to go shopping without Three kids.
I shall miss them... snicker.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Prince Caspian helps






He is most annoying.

"A"




I got an "A" in Psychology.
Un-real, that was the class I didn't think I could pass.

Sunday, December 11, 2005

8 degrees



I wanted to write something beautiful today, instead all I can think is:
Benzodiazepine- Minor tranquilizer..ahh Dissociative disorder- Parts of the personality fragment resulting in some part becoming detached.
In case your wondering, I am just trying to study for the psychology final test tomorrow.
Inbetween, thinking how cold it is outside, and how I better vacuum the livingroom, and I had better finish the dishes, and the laundry, and enjoy my peace and quiet, because all the kids are at the ex's house for a visit, I of which am THANKFULLY not invited, I should never show up sober anyway. Since I don't drink, that means never. the end. HAA thankfully I figured out I don't need polite excuses. I just don't go.

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