My angry mood has now disappeared a bit and I'm feeling better. I'm currently reading "The Prince" and I'm actually liking it. jennem didn't like it, but Jenn, was it because it wasn't a good translation? I think the old Mach' is a pretty magnificient manipulative bastard and a funny one at that.
I also just finished "Good Omens" by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. Was v. v. enjoyable and very british and being that American Gods was my first book I read of Gaiman's, I keep on forgetting just how British he is. But Good Omens has a lot of great bits...tapes that stay too long in a car turn into Queen's greatest hits? That's so freakin' funny, my family plays Queen whenever we go on road trips.
This weekend, I'm going to try and read "The Hours" depending on how much homework I have to do.
I'm also currently singing the words to "My Man" by Billie Holiday. This is just sad. That song is so depressing. At least it's the one without the really awful lyric "he beats me too / what can I do / oh my man I love him so / he's never know"
Yeah, that version of the song doesn't get too much airplay. Damn Holiday and her fantastic, fantastic musical interpretation. She's easily my favorite singer of all time.
Okay, so here's the news:
If I play my cards right, turn around three times, throw salt over my shoulder, and my great aunt doesn't change her mind, I may be going to Puerto Rico for Thanksgiving. It's for my great uncle's birthday celebration and if this pans out...that would be incredible.
I've never been to Puerto Rico. My sister has, and due to nasty family issues, I wasn't allowed to go. I was pissed. Especially since my grandma has promised to take me since I was 5. But she's kind of a liar. And doesn't like me anymore. [/bitterness]
Nevertheless, I'm very excited. I really, really want to go to Puerto Rico. To visit my cousins.
Time to do throw some salt.