bleah

[freckles_and_doubt]

Yow. Last night was not a good night. Went to bed around 11pm, woke up at 2am, could not get back to sleep again. Lay awake until 5.30, at which point I summoned the gumption to crawl out of bed and dose myself silly on muscle relaxants. Woke up with a hell of a jump at 9am, feeling obscurely guilty and very, very zoned. Managed to do DT today, but not much else.

Life's little ironies. My copy of Radiohead's OK Computer will not play in my computer CD ROM drive. I can't work out if this is an accidental irony or a deliberate statement on the part of the band.

Wolverine_nun, lovely lady, found me a copy of Murakami's Norwegian Wood. Shall read it when I've caught up on sleep.

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[(Anonymous)]

1) I've been having pretty much exactly that sleep problem a lot lately. Blech.

2) However, my dreams are not quite as dramatic. Last night all I remember is I found out (in my sleep) that the SA movie which won an Oscar nomination (of which I'd never heard until the Oscars were announced) was in fact a moving drama starring Brad&Jen and directed, bizarrely, by Frederic of Hollywood (having dropped the k). What exactly made it South African, I do not know.

3) Apropos of nothing except, possibly, making you jealous, yesterday I found beautiful new hardcover editions of James Thurber's "Life and Hard Times" and of the Snark, with Mervyn Peake illustrations. This made me very happy, and made me think of you.

drat!

[(Anonymous)]

Again forgot to sign my name. Sorry.
Robynn

Re: drat!

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I guessed it was you :>. You're probably the only person I know outside my family who would associate me with Thurber, Peake and Snark all in one sentence. I detect the fell hand of an ex-student who knows me reasonably well, i.e. you. Or possibly Thakky, but I'm not sure she's into the Thurber thing. Other than giving us the cats subsequently known as Todal and Golux. Oh, and I see your Life and Hard Times, and raise you an almost complete copy of his essays, which I have collected over the last four years while writing a chapter on him. Heh.

Did I ever get around to telling you that I found, in the second-hand bookstore in Obs Main Rd, a couple of Angela Carters which had belonged to you? I don't think I could afford to buy them all at the time, but my copy of Wise Children has your name in the front.

I think both our dreams were probably unduly Hollywood-influenced. Although quite a lot of mine involved becoming extremely irritated with the particularly useless, weak and wandering boyfriend I had in the dream-world, and eventually taking off without him, leaving him to be incarcerated by the police in a fourth-storey flat, out of the window of which I climbed with considerable cat-woman flair. I think his weak and wandering presence had something to do with my past romantic life, if only in negative, because I don't think I have had a relationship with anyone who could be called useless, weak and wandering, by any stretch of the imagination. You could apply a lot of very strong terms to a lot of them, but not weak and wandering.

Re: drat!

[(Anonymous)]

Ah! I didn't know, but am pleased, that you got my Carters. I probably should've thought of offering them to you, but if I remember correctly when I ditched them, 'twas in one mighty offloading with very little time. Sigh. [thinks of lost books with pensive half-smile]

Is most weird, I offloaded so much stuff at various points - last time I was in SA, I kept seeing my old furniture, clothes etc when visiting friends. It's nice that it's still around. But odd.