I must dash, darling.
see there, I told you the color was positively RANCOROUS.
but hats are all the rage, sweetie, all the rage…
I talked on the phone with my sister today.
It was a singularly moving experience. We spoke frankly and she mentioned that I reminded her of Elinor in Sense and Sensibility. I had something of a hysterical weep, you see. And you know… it’s funny, but she reminds me of Mariane.
So, many hearty spanks, I mean thanks, to F.P. for loaning me her copy of the movie. Tonight the tears were good ones. Happy? No, but not the tears that dip one to the bottom of the ocean… more the tears of the hopefully resigned.
Much better by far than going to bed with vampires in my head, as I did last night after viewing Salem’s Lot… not the best rendition, mind you, but creepy enough to keep me awake most of the night.
Elinor Dashwood: Margaret has always wanted to travel.
Edward Ferrars: I know. She’s heading an expedition to China shortly. I’m to go as her servant. But only on the understanding that I am to be very badly treated.
My heart is, and always will be, yours.
…Edward Ferrars
Give me an occupation, Miss Dashwood, or I shall run mad.
…Colonel Brandon
Yup, I should’ve been a nun…
GUNS’ N’ ROSES LYRICS
“Since I Don’T Have You”
I don’t have plans and schemes
And I don’t have hopes and dreams
I, I, I don’t have anything
Since I don’t have you
And I don’t have fond desires
And I don’t have happy hours
I don’t have anything
Since I don’t have you
I don’t have
Happiness and I guess
I never will again
When you walked out on me
In walked ol’ misery
And she’s been here since then
[spoken] Yeah, we’re fucked!
I don’t have love to share
And I don’t have one who cares
I don’t have anything
Since I don’t have you
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh yeah!
beeeeeeeeeeeeg cheesy grin…