Colorado. Runner. Yogi. Fucking hilarious, like, 17% of the time.

Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again

Monday, October 22, 2007

So I just finished this book called Rebecca.  I'm trying to stay awake tonight and I am already so damn tired! 

It's about a woman who is married to a man whose first wife was named ... wait for it, Rebecca de Winters.  The new wife (who remains nameless throughout the novel) commits a series of faux pas orchestrated by Mr. de Winter's housekeeper Mrs. Danvers, who is trying to convince him that he made a mistake marrying the new girl.

I have to say, the whole novel felt like something of a cosmic joke.  An inside joke. Just me and the cosmos. 

Of course, it turned out that Mr. de Winters killed Rebecca because she was a lying whore.


Hiccups and trick or treators

Thoughts while watching S.W.A.T.