Monday, September 15, 2008
This is me:
Or rather, it will be me as the Summer continues to wane, the equinoctial point pushes temperatures lower and the moist green drains out of the leaves. I really hate Summer to be quite frank. Spring, tolerable. Winter, slightly more tolerable. Summer, abysmal. But Autumn......Aaaaahhhtumn.
It's one of two times a year when the Sun crosses the equator, and the day and night are of equal length. This perfect symmetry makes for one very happy Gemini. At the autumnal equinox, the Sun appears to cross the celestial equator, which I also find contributory to my giddy frame of mind.
Give me cloud cover, pumpkin harvests, migrating birds, knitted things and boots to wear, overly hot and long baths with good books, orange and brown and black.....mmmm, If you'll excuse me I have to go draw a bath and whip up some cinnamon spice cocoa. My copy of Twilight might not survive the Winter - the spine is holding up and at least I haven't dropped it in the tub (yet). The OCD Gemini twin got her way and the third run-through is well under way. Self control be damned; this is MY time of year.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
So, um, I just finished reading the complete Twilight series...again. I actually took a full week this time to get through all four books. I'm fighting within my brain very hard right now to keep from starting again...again. Being a Gemini I get into fights with myself all the time. We'll see which side wins this one. It could get ugly.
Monday, September 1, 2008
4 books in 4.5 days = 1 immensely satisfied me and 1 lonely husband (sorry Dave)
Part of my occasionally falling out of mainstream craziness means that I sometimes am slow to catch up on such gems as the Twilight saga. 1:45 a.m. last night brought me blissfully to its conclusion. Once I had started, I simply couldn't stop. It was like watching a movie in my mind that I was so engrossed with that I could hardly stand to draw my attention away long enough to satisfy such frivolous needs as eating or sleeping. Even the call of nature never stopped my voracious and near maniacal propulsion forward. Sorry about that TMI moment. I devoured each page; consumed them one after the other. I never would have believed that I could breeze through 2,444 of them in just over a hundred hours and afterwards feel as though it only lasted the duration of a single beat of my heart. Even if Midnight Sun never sees the light of day in its entirety, I'll still be forever grateful. Stephenie Meyer, you are a goddess.