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eor"Buying bread from a man in Brussels,
he was six foot four and full of muscles." - Men at Work "Down Under"
Funny how a lyric can take you back. I was just transported to working as a busyboy. Lack of sleep. The heat of Florida. The harmless, hopeless flirting of the waitresses. Writing impassioned letters longhand to a middle distance runner. Eating Haagen Dazs with the redhead in the parking lot. I used to love the lighting storms down there. You could look out over the ocean and watch the lighting dance from cloud to cloud.
In the less whimsical department. I have once again returned to the land of the normal schedule. I get to see sunlight during the day and sleep at night again! It is such a treat, there really aren't words for it. My energy levels have increased notably. I'm still having a bit trouble with the sleep schedule. I become incredibly, well undeniably, sleepy at around 8pm then wake up completely at 4am.
Last week I finished Oliver Twist. It wasn't bad, but as far as political commentary goes it doesn't hold a candle to Catch-22 or One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. As I was reading it I couldn't help but say, "Mary Sue!" in my head for some of the characters. But considering the age of the book maybe that isn't entirely fair.
I'm reading "Linotte: The Early Diaries of Anais Nin 1914-1920" now. It is fascinating on several levels. In some ways I can say, "I remember thinking the exact same way." It's also interesting to see the progression of her writing in a short period of time. It puts perspective on my embarrassing childhood writing and thought patterns. Of course, it's hard to tell how much of the structure and vocabulary was influenced by the process of translation. I'm not familiar with the process of translation so I don't know how directly French can be translated to English without coloring. I'm really curious now how the 1914 Anais became the 1930's Anais. I'll probably end up reading the entire series.
he was six foot four and full of muscles." - Men at Work "Down Under"
Funny how a lyric can take you back. I was just transported to working as a busyboy. Lack of sleep. The heat of Florida. The harmless, hopeless flirting of the waitresses. Writing impassioned letters longhand to a middle distance runner. Eating Haagen Dazs with the redhead in the parking lot. I used to love the lighting storms down there. You could look out over the ocean and watch the lighting dance from cloud to cloud.
In the less whimsical department. I have once again returned to the land of the normal schedule. I get to see sunlight during the day and sleep at night again! It is such a treat, there really aren't words for it. My energy levels have increased notably. I'm still having a bit trouble with the sleep schedule. I become incredibly, well undeniably, sleepy at around 8pm then wake up completely at 4am.
Last week I finished Oliver Twist. It wasn't bad, but as far as political commentary goes it doesn't hold a candle to Catch-22 or One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. As I was reading it I couldn't help but say, "Mary Sue!" in my head for some of the characters. But considering the age of the book maybe that isn't entirely fair.
I'm reading "Linotte: The Early Diaries of Anais Nin 1914-1920" now. It is fascinating on several levels. In some ways I can say, "I remember thinking the exact same way." It's also interesting to see the progression of her writing in a short period of time. It puts perspective on my embarrassing childhood writing and thought patterns. Of course, it's hard to tell how much of the structure and vocabulary was influenced by the process of translation. I'm not familiar with the process of translation so I don't know how directly French can be translated to English without coloring. I'm really curious now how the 1914 Anais became the 1930's Anais. I'll probably end up reading the entire series.
