Due to circumstances beyond my control, I haven’t been reading much lately. That may sound like an idle complaint, but trust me, it’s a very serious problem. As far as aesthetics are concerned, my desk and my half of the bedroom are a wreck, buried under delicately balanced towers of unread anthologies, plays, and the occasional periodical. Much more troubling, however, is the general effect on my productivity: I haven’t read or responded to emails for over two weeks. My apologies if you’re one of the unfortunate ones who’s foolishly chosen to write.
I have, however, taken time to read my boyfriend‘s always-amusing weblog. It may seem silly, but because of our divergent schedules–I like the sun, he likes the moon–it’s often the best way to keep up with one another. Ergo, since I have nothing else upon which to comment right now, I’ll respond to/expand on his blog:
1) Yes, boyfriend, I’m growing a little weary of CNN et al. myself. If you really wanna get your info-freak on, though, why not try a couple of sites I came across while searching for my biological father–notably TerraNet and Cyberia (especially this article)? It’s interesting to see what a vaguely Westernized Middle-Eastern state has to say about the matters at hand.
2) Of the many palindromes to be found in the English language, here are a few of my personal faves (via J-no’s linkage):
A slut nixes sex in Tulsa.
Go hang a salami, I’m a lasagna hog.
Kay, a red nude, peeped under a yak.
Lepers repel.
Llama mall.
Oh, cameras are macho.
P.S. I cut my hair again. Yikes. Pics to follow.
P.P.S. Funny how for a week or two after 9/11, all I could think/talk about was The Events. Now that we’re actually at war, things seem so distant… Am I the only one feeling this way?
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