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Sweet sassy molassy, I am sore. Todd and I went to the Flogging Molly concert in Indianapolis and I think it's safe to say that I haven't jumped around that much in a long time. My body is not used to all that white girl flailing. The concert was awesome; they played all the old standards and did "Seven Deadly Sins" for their encore. Security was srs bznz, so there was no moshing or crowd surfing, which was fine by me. Like I said, I did the "one man pogo stick" thing to my satisfaction.

Last week was pretty epic. I was home from last Tuesday 'til this afternoon and I got a chance to catch up with one of my oldest, dearest friends while I was in town. We hadn't seen each other since sophomore year in college and it felt like very little time had passed at all. It's great to know that, while some things change, there are constants in life and sometimes -- if you're very, very lucky -- they happen to be the people you know.

Todd's dad is my go-to guy when I need the oil changed in my car, and he was gracious enough to give Partypants a once-over while I was back in town. (I had driven 11,000 miles since having my oil changed last which is, apparently, not such a swell thing to do.) He also saw that the tread on my tires was shot to hell (the diagnosis of which, I am told, involved putting a quarter into one of the treads and seeing if the rubber did or did not reach George Washington's nose hair or something) and so I got a fresh set of tires as a gift from my parents. They also bought me a new hubcap, which was really terrific of them. I could definitely feel the difference in the ride, before and after, which might just have been me trying to sound like I knew what I was talking about when it came to cars. Because, duh, 11,000 miles.

One week of Spring Break left. I'm going to be working on take-home exams, oral presentations, graduate research, and trying to make it through Beloved without eating my hat over how gorgeous Toni Morrison's prose is and how I wish, wish, wish I could write like her someday.

I owe some of you RP tags. I promise, once I take a couple of Aspirin and soak my muscles, I'm yours.

Date: 2010-03-10 03:31 am (UTC)
highlander_ii: Chris Pine kneeling on the floor holding a camera to his face (House - bearz)
From: [personal profile] highlander_ii
\o/ for music and Toni Morrison! I read The Bluest Eye in high school (wow, was it that long ago? now I feel old XD) and rather enjoyed it.

Date: 2010-03-10 03:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] austen.livejournal.com
KATE.

THERE IS A PROMO IMAGE FROM THE FINALE THAT YOU HAVE TO SEE.

Date: 2010-03-10 03:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] readykatego.livejournal.com
Beloved is my pick for the Great American Novel - the effect the term 'rememory' has had on academic discourse around transatlantic diasporas and genocidal reckonings honestly can't be overestimated. There's not a single misstep in that book.

Date: 2010-03-10 03:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] katernater.livejournal.com
I'm struggling with Beloved because of the darkness of the subject matter (which is totally understandable and, I think, expected). Her prose is just so vivid. I've not read anything else that she's done. How was The Bluest Eye?

Date: 2010-03-10 03:38 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-03-10 03:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] austen.livejournal.com
JUST PM'D.

BUT ZOMG I AM FLAILING.
Edited Date: 2010-03-10 03:39 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-03-10 03:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] katernater.livejournal.com
I'm a little less than halfway through it now. We were assigned to begin the novel over our Spring Break, so we have not had a chance to discuss it in class yet. I'm really looking forward to seeing how my professor structures a discussion.

Date: 2010-03-10 03:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] katernater.livejournal.com
HOLY INDENTED PARAGRAPHS, BATMAN!

Date: 2010-03-10 03:45 am (UTC)
highlander_ii: 2/3 shot of Hugh Laurie in a suit with no tie ([House] 001)
From: [personal profile] highlander_ii
*pardon my seemingly Hugh-only icon set, I'm down to just the 6 b/c ye olde paid time ran out and i'm not up to renewing it - LJ!fail*

Ahem - anyway....

The Bluest Eye was pretty good. I don't remember a lot of it, but it was an interesting read. The only thing I *really* remember is a line from the little girl about watching mommy (or auntie - I can't recall which) 'get the cakes drunk'. Whomever it was was making rum cakes, so they were 'drunk cakes'. And it's just one of those images that won't go away. Her writing style is... intriguing and different. And her subjects are frequently intense, from what I understand.

See - now I wanna go find the book and try to read it again. *eyes calendar wondering if there's time before Changes comes out in April* XD

Date: 2010-03-10 03:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] austen.livejournal.com
FLAILING.

FLAILING A LOT.

Date: 2010-03-10 03:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] another-myself.livejournal.com
Cannot wait to spend some time with you and our kids, sweetheart. Even more glad that you had a great time.

<3

Date: 2010-03-10 04:03 am (UTC)
highlander_ii: nose to mid chest shot of Hugh Laurie in a suit with no tie ([House] 007)
From: [personal profile] highlander_ii
alas, I cannot edit comments either - bah!

Found my copy of The Bluest Eye - from the back cover:

possibly triggering for some?

hi-lite w/ mouse to read:



Each night Pecola prayed for blue eyes.

In her eleven years, no one had ever noticed Pecola. But with blue eyes, she thought, everything would be different. She would be so pretty that her parents would stop fighting. Her father would stop drinking. Her brother would stop running away. If only she could be beautiful. If only people would look at her. When someone finally did, it was her father, drunk. He raped her. Soon she would bear his child...



So, yeah, intense.

Date: 2010-03-10 04:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] katernater.livejournal.com
I'm almost halfway through Beloved and I'd recommend it very highly if you ever clear your calendar enough to schedule a new read. XD

Date: 2010-03-10 04:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] katernater.livejournal.com
Whoa.

Yeah, that woman doesn't pull any punches when it comes to subject matter.

Date: 2010-03-10 04:06 am (UTC)
highlander_ii: Chris Pine kneeling on the floor holding a camera to his face (House - bearz)
From: [personal profile] highlander_ii
*pencils it into the schedule of 'books to read'* =)

Date: 2010-03-10 04:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] katernater.livejournal.com
Todd and I agreed that we both needed this kind of a break, so it was wonderful to be able to cut loose and have a good time without worrying (for once).

'Still have this week's episode to watch, don't we? :D And I've got to watch the Ben-centric episode of LOST that aired tonight!

Date: 2010-03-10 04:06 am (UTC)
highlander_ii: Alexandra Cabot leaning with her head in her hand ([Alex] 001)
From: [personal profile] highlander_ii
Not at all.

Date: 2010-03-10 04:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] another-myself.livejournal.com
You need more of those days. <3

Absolutely we do! And i have yet to watch LOST myself, had to work so I'm waiting to be able to obtain it. ;)

Date: 2010-03-10 04:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] smurphy487.livejournal.com
Toni Morrison is love.

My World Lit professor talks about Beloved all the time (one of my favorite books)...someone made a comment that she talks as if she knows her. She held up her iPhone and showed that she has her in her address book.

*crickets*

"I go to her birthday parties."

*jaws drop further*

"I'm not going to call her."

*classroom groans*

Date: 2010-03-10 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] katernater.livejournal.com
Ha ha! That is awesome.

I wonder what birthday parties at a Nobel Laureate's house are like.

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