Ahhh my darling darling friends... Musings, first an apology, I too have neglected summarizing Daly's blog... a damned shame! Daly, though I have failed to summarize your jaunts, I have never failed to read about them and felt pangs of envy but mostly nostalgia at the remembrance of our trips through the fringe and of course our friends, The Penny Dreadfuls.
Alas, why such prose? I've been doing well with my literary challenge! Yup, I just finished Jane Eyre, which was great, seriously half way through I thought OMG you guys she is totally not going to end up with this Rochester fella and thought it was sooooo frikkin cool of Charlie Bronte to be so forward thinkin, for her time like, but then I read on and was like yeh deadly they're totally goin to hook up and I was pure glad.
So that was a good read, then I leaned over my bed (I have the books I have to read on the floor and they are only placed on my shelf upon their completion). I picked up Little Women and thought umm maybe and then I was like, what's that blue one under there and picked up W.B. Yeat's plays, horrified I replaced this immediately and decided to read Little Women, I had picked it up first, after all. Anywho I'm not even half way through Little Women yet and I have already laughed and cried, the laughing out loud, the crying, on my bed tears rolling down my cheeks at the idea of the old man missing his granddaughter... sniff, so yeah, it's a great book I started it today and will probably finish it tomorrow then I don't know what I'll read, do I start in on the Quran or do I leave that until the end... no idea.
I'm going to Montreal on Wednesday, I can't wait, basically I'm starving myself and doing nothing to ensure I can shop, drink and eat brunch when I get there. (Hancock wants to shop, Fleming to drink and I to brunch, well obviously we all want to do all three but primarily I'm about pain perdu, nahmeeeen, as that girl said in Scary Movie 2 or 1, when she goes to University and she's being taught to be tougher... you know what I'm talking about, I think they're sitting at a fountain... "that jacket is tight, yo"... anywhooooo
I bought little Lucy a denim jacket... as her godmother I see it as my duty to ensure that she is cool, you can't start on this soon enough!
Ok so off I go to discover what the Pickwick Club have written and place Jane Eyre on its earned space on my shelf.
toodles,
reflections.
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