I've been fighting an uphill battle all my life. This struggle has been professionally coined "Attention Deficit Disorder", but I'm just convinced that I'm simply a mix of an over-achieving, hopelessly passionate female with a dash of crazy thrown in there. Time and time again, I have desperately attempted to join the ranks of the together, graceful, grey pin-striped suit dressing adult class, but alas, all attempts, however epic they've been, have been in vain. (Sorry for the overuse of commas; couldn't get around it.)
I've discovered that trying to join those aforementioned ranks is creative death for me, and I'm not into suicide, so I'm done with pretending I'm not a crazy, patriotic bookworm who can't finish a project to save her life. To start this Oprah Winfrey-like "acceptance of who I am," I've decided that it's okay to read four books at the same time :) Yep, and I am speeding along quite well in each one, thank you very much. They're all quite different so it keeps me from constant confusion (contrast that with the time I foolishly attempted to learn Italian and Spanish in the same semester; take it from me, kids, don't try that at home.)
So, my "Emily's Book Club" of one consists of the following: Extravagant Worship by Darlene Zschech; Till We Have Faces by C.S. Lewis; Winston Churchill by John Keegan; and the Bible. I am enjoying partaking in the old adage, "If you can't beat 'em, join 'em." Why not do the postmodern thing and cater to my weaknesses? At least my big weakness is reading...I think we'd be having another discussion right now if I were more into, say, shooting up. :) I can see the argument now, "But I'm predisposed to addictive behavior, and Oprah says I need to do what is natural and best for me, so I've decided I will." However, somehow I think the reasoning and articulation skills of a crack addict might be somewhat less wordy...just a hunch.
Well, I'm done updating you on my psychological discovery. As far as literary discovery, I've always felt, and do now more than ever, that history will write George W. Bush as another Winston Churchill. The circumstance is only slightly different. Just remember, when it happens, who said it first! :)
Until that day,
Emily
Wow. When did this epiphany come to pass?? So pinstripes are out. Thank God:) Somehow, you and pinstripes would be like mixing spandex and Italian silk. Vincit veritas everytime.
Love Mutti
Posted by: Mutti at September 15, 2004 11:56 AMHi Mutti,
You can add "semper" to that phrase--make it look more complete. :) Aren't we snobs? I love quoting Latin phrases; it's the closest I'll feel to being an elitist. So this is the world liberals live in? Hmm. Well, E Pluribus Unum! If that ain't the truth!
Hey Emily...
do you still go to contours?
if so...when do you usually go? :)
Posted by: Katy at September 15, 2004 03:42 PMJust to set the record straight...using the Latin phrase juxtaposed with the issue of spandex & Italian silk was my feeble attempt at ridiculously absurd humor:)
Mutti
Posted by: Mutti at September 16, 2004 02:26 PM
