...her apple corps is strong!

(Yes, the title is directly, if somewhat squinting-sideways-ed-ly, connected to this entry - but then, anyone who is reading this is likely to grasp that immediately, anyway.)

Okay, you cats are never gonna believe this. See, I am a bathroom reader. If I am not working on a specific book at the moment, I habitually pluck something random off my shelf to take in there and read for a few minutes. Generally this is something I've read a million times before; the Hitchhiker's Guide books are favourites for this purpose - a Pope's gotta keep up on her scripture, you know!

Last night the choice, for gods only know what reason, was The Grapes of Wrath. I hadn't touched this book in ten years, since I was forced to read it as part of my grade 10 English class. [insert feeling a bit old here] This was in fact the exact same book I had touched ten years ago, with my name written on the side in big black letters and lots of underlining and notes written inside it (quite annoying, actually).

I had intended to read a few pages at random, flush, and then put the thing back on the shelf. But I found myself actually reading it, and getting something out of it. To my "oooOoOOoo! in surprise and alarm", I found myself compelled by what was written on the pages, and kept reading 'til about 4:45 AM (although skipping around, not reading straight through).

This curiously annoying - I'm only just now on a level with this book? Should I have been when I was 14, and I'm just slow, or something?

(I picked the mood because it's the only one in the list that I actually don't even know what it means. It sounds sort of like what a dissection subject is. "This is an ex-Tass!!" heheh.)

...her apple corps is strong!

(Yes, the title is directly, if somewhat squinting-sideways-ed-ly, connected to this entry - but then, anyone who is reading this is likely to grasp that immediately, anyway.)

Okay, you cats are never gonna believe this. See, I am a bathroom reader. If I am not working on a specific book at the moment, I habitually pluck something random off my shelf to take in there and read for a few minutes. Generally this is something I've read a million times before; the Hitchhiker's Guide books are favourites for this purpose - a Pope's gotta keep up on her scripture, you know!

Last night the choice, for gods only know what reason, was The Grapes of Wrath. I hadn't touched this book in ten years, since I was forced to read it as part of my grade 10 English class. [insert feeling a bit old here] This was in fact the exact same book I had touched ten years ago, with my name written on the side in big black letters and lots of underlining and notes written inside it (quite annoying, actually).

I had intended to read a few pages at random, flush, and then put the thing back on the shelf. But I found myself actually reading it, and getting something out of it. To my "oooOoOOoo! in surprise and alarm", I found myself compelled by what was written on the pages, and kept reading 'til about 4:45 AM (although skipping around, not reading straight through).

This curiously annoying - I'm only just now on a level with this book? Should I have been when I was 14, and I'm just slow, or something?

(I picked the mood because it's the only one in the list that I actually don't even know what it means. It sounds sort of like what a dissection subject is. "This is an ex-Tass!!" heheh.)

(no subject)

Oh, and if anyone else is interested in the Cthulhu knotwork shirt, I wasn't meaning to keep it beeg seekrit or anything, I was just seized with the notion of offering one to the gremliness. Check out Sigh Co. if you want one of your own.

(no subject)

Oh, and if anyone else is interested in the Cthulhu knotwork shirt, I wasn't meaning to keep it beeg seekrit or anything, I was just seized with the notion of offering one to the gremliness. Check out Sigh Co. if you want one of your own.