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07:00 am: I am a prisoner to my reactions
Or somethin'.

It was an odd weekend. I had cramps (poooor me), and so spent a lot of time, y'know, sitting and feeling sorry for myself. I also ran out of new books and haven't had a full paycheck in 7 weeks so am not buying more (though I pre-ordered the new Gabaldon months ago and that's finally on its way - w00t!).

Anyhoo, I've been working through books I read long ago, to see if I still want to keep them.

Carol O'Connell was the first to go. I love her books, but every single one I read had disturbing stuff about children (Mallory being who she is, of course there's disturbing stuff about kids; I'm not sure why I would've expected anything different). So those go to the swap shop at the dump.

I enjoyed re-reading Stephen Fry's The Hippopotamus, but don't feel the need to read it again. How many times do you need to remember how pervy a 15-year-old might be, after all?

I tried. I really, really tried to read Lewis' The Life and Death of Peter Sellers,* which I've had for ages but haven't read (unlike the others, which I read ages ago but can't remember), but Lewis is such a pretentious twit that I couldn't bear it. Again, I should've realized. The man was my tutor at St. Cats, fer pete's sake, and he was a pretentious twit then (of course, he was a pretentious twit who quoted from my papers in his lectures, so I thought he was an astute judge of character).

But really? Ezra Pound (pretentious twit beyond all previous pretentious twits), to introduce chapters on Peter Sellers? Give me a frickin' break.

One long-standing question for me, which Lewis most emphatically does not answer, is how biographers manage to write boring books about people with really interesting lives.

Next up was Maria Von Trapp's The Story of the Trapp Family Singers. I swear I've read this book before. I remember tiny bits of it, but that portion of my brain has been completely overlaid with The Sound of Music.

Which is probably just as well, since all the religious stuff (so easy to forget that Maria was going to be a nun) makes me uncomfortable. But all and all, a very nice little book.

I also had two rounds in visual media: I finally watched The Business of Being Born on DVD, which made me cry and cry and cry.

:ahem: I find birth very moving. So that was cool. (And also scary and maddening and upsetting... but not personal 'cause I'm not having any more kids and believe I had the best possible birthing experience, given my circumstances.)

Then, last night, I stayed up "late" (pitiful that I now consider 10 pm to be late) to watch Hoarders on A&E, as a friend of mine (and her daughter and her partner - focus on her partner, the one with the hoarding disorder) was on it.

Wow. So sad. So very, very sad. And as sad as my friend's story is (her partner has so much crap in the house that she broke her arm falling over it), the other story on last night was even sadder. And definitely creepier (my friend's story wasn't at all creepy, as it involved lots of stuff but nothing gross). In that segment, a woman has bought and refused to part with so much crap (as in, 4 very large, very full storage pods after the clean up) that DSS took away her children. And I felt awful, seeing that, because that's just heartbreaking.

And then I watched the show. DSS made the right decision. The house was disgusting, with rodents and filth and eeeeew. The woman is so messed up that she can't even get her act together to get her kids back.

After watching Born, I just wanted to hold Teddy tight and remember all the wonderful things about his birth. After Hoarders, I wanted to hold him very, very gently and promise I would never let myself get so messed up that I lost him.

I also wanted to clean the playroom. But instead I thanked Peter for not being quite as warped and twisted as the people on Hoarders, then went to bed.

* Which I refuse to link on the grounds that it sucks.

Current Location: Longmeadow
Current Mood: weirdweird


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Date:September 22nd, 2009 04:48 pm (UTC)
I have a bunch of fun stuff that I probably won't read again. mostly amusing non-fiction (british soccer fans, competitive cooking, etc). light, fluffy, high-quality brain candy. If you want 'em, let me know. it'll cost me media mail shipping charges, and get me more open space on my bookshelves. FAIR TRADE.
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Date:September 23rd, 2009 10:39 am (UTC)

not sure

Are they genuinely fluffy brain candy? 'Cause those sound suspiciously as if they might have actual, y'know, content.
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