I’ve been reading a lot of this:
(a lovely copy, from 1959)
especially while taking baths and drinking hot tea. It’s comforting. My favorite has always been and probably will always be “somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond,” which just slays me. It literally makes my heart hurt and my stomach all fluttery, especially the last stanza, which is achingly, painfully beautiful:
“(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands”
Oh, my. Yes.
I graded SO many papers last week, and one night I was up at like 2 or 3 a.m., and took a break from grading to take this photo of myself:
Yes, I sometimes wear pearls wrapped around my wrist while grading papers in the middle of the night. I don’t know why. I’m a little bit Little Edie sometimes, I guess. And I was a little bit delirious.
& OMG, there was a Shatner category on Jeopardy a few nights ago. I had run off to use the bathroom before Double Jeopardy and then I hear Mike and Dan saying “Miranda! Shatner!” so I ran out and started squee-ing when I saw the Shatner category. Yay! Dan was teasing me because I took a photo of every clue. Ha! Here’s one:
What is DENNY CRANE???? Yay!
Relatedly, I seriously have dreams about being on Jeopardy. I really, really want to be on it. Alex creeps me out a bit, though. And I’d have to come up with some witty story to tell about myself. Hmm. But I’m terrified that I’d be one of those losers who ends up with negative 1,200 or something and thus can’t even play in Final Jeopardy. Ack!
& I was trying to work on my writing project last night, but didn’t get too much done, probably because I’m the queen of wasting time, which includes taking photos of myself in my pajamas, apparently:
& Here’s a song that I like a lot. It’s by That Dog, and it’s from an album I listened to a lot in high school, 1995′s Totally Crushed Out. It’s called “Lip Gloss” and it’s fun and super-cute and foxy. Download it here: sendspace.com/file/des3sf
I like this:
“Run your fingers through my locks.
In a corner back me in and kiss me.
‘Cause I keep getting all lip-glossed.
And you won’t kiss me.”
I’m finally feeling like knitting again. So I should do that.
More soon! xo