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Thursday, June 28, 2007

And how are you this evening Mrs. Darcy?

Greetings friends. Comrades. Any other random people reading this. Well I am going to enjoy this fun and dandy little post to really just rant about whatever comes to the top of my head. However this is normally what I always do I guess the main difference is in which the way I articulate my words. For you see although I ramble I do not always necessarily ramble aloud, or in front of people. For you see there are some ramblings I make a sincere effort to keep in head, where they ought to be. I guess this must be a special occasion since my rambling is currently in the form of typing. Typing with my left hand none the less. But then again I always type with my left hand and I do quite frequently ramble in the form of typing so perhaps it is not as special occasion as originally thought. I always ramble more than I ever intend but from what I hear it's a most admirable and likeable trait people find in me for some reason. God say I don't know why. I often wish I was more of a collective, and quiet type of person for being loud and abnoxious as I am does make me far too predictable. Although I do suspect that me doing a blog entry does not help me any in this factor. My, what a contradiction I can be. Well I just got done watching pride and prejudice. A movie I'm sure you are all aware I am incredibly fond of. I instigated watching the movie late today in hopes of calming a recent unreasonably bothersome feeling of restlessness and aggrivation. I don't know why but suddenly everything just seemed to aggrivate me. So I put on the dvd sat down with a cup of tea and a bowl of oatmeal and watched the movie. However I did not finish my bowl of oatmeal for a sudden loss of appetite. I did however watch the movie with many more mugs worth of tea and started on my mending. It was nice to start that pile of sewing on account of lately I have felt so utterly unproductive. I must say that the movie has settled me quite a bit. It is terribly romantic though. It is a pity that love is a luxury not all of us can afford or ever receive. I suppose not everyone can have a Mr. Darcy. Tis a wonder that there are any men like Mr. Darcy left at all. But then again it is in my personal opinion that chivalry and romance are traits found in a rare few. Yes I suppose chivalry might as well be dead now that I think more it. Tragic. Well besides today I think summer has made me quite content. It is far less stressful. Yes, far less stressful indeed than the school year. Although these days I'm rarely ever home and if I am, I am normally conversing with one friend or another. I rather like it though, I always like to be busy. I do love company. Nothing much else new though. I have taken up the hobby of driving. Sometimes I go for an extra trip around the block whenever I run errands and such simply because I enjoy it. I suppose Mom would say thats a waste of money though if she ever found out. I find it ironic it when she talks of money though. She speaks of it too often I'm afraid. Never seems to be enough for such and such a purpose it seems. Sometimes I wish I had all the money in the world not because it would make me happy as it would most people but simply that way I would never have to hear or speak of money ever again unless of course to talk of whose the latest face on the currency. Well I must be off. I realize how late it has gotten. I still have yet to shower and it is already so late. I should be up in bed. Good night, sweet dreams.