indebtedness & curses

Thanks to all of you who have taken the trouble, or are planning to take the trouble, to go to the location posted in my last entry. It makes me happy, and of course I would be most eager to return the favor.

Oh, my faithful readers, it seems that your fine hero has gone and gotten herself in too deep. Not to mention the fact that I have a midterm today which I did not forsee and I am three days behind in the reading. I have not even begun to read such fellows as Marx and I only half finished the Kierkgard readings. It is too late now... let us hope that my kick ass note taking skills will be rewarded.

It is funny how very apt I am to think lowly of myself and curse myself for things that I have done, and yet my very first and passionate instinct when somebody else tries to claim that they have done something wrong usually is to either protest the wrongness or comfort the perpetrator. Right-o.

It wasn't a bad week to fall in love. The beautiful spring weather made it seem like an awesome time... and then the snow came. Curse Iowa weather. There are curses I would like to make today... deep down dark curses... the kind that would make my brilliant future children to grow hunchbacked and live short lives. Not because I would be cursing them but because I would be cursing Him who created them. The curse must needs be archaic and wrought with the most powerful words in the English language... nay in the world. But I am not so foolish, mayhaps.