Hi Journal, it’s been a while. I finished Wuthering Heights and I’m beginning to read Anna Karenina. Tennis was never canceled but I played pretty well that night. I never did laundry. Oh, and the county library is still pretty crappy.
First of all, I am proud to announce to the world that tennis camp is over! Of course, I’ll still have to practice every day there isn’t a game. I don’t have practice today or tomorrow, so I’m pretty content.
Now for some complaining about the novel I’m reading. Anna Karenina isn’t a poorly written book at all, I wouldn’t know either considering I’m on page 5. I was walking in a book store with a few people when I wandered off to the “classics” section, if you could even call it that. I found Anna Karenina on the shelf, and it was the only book to have a huge purple label on it proclaiming to the world, or the couple people who even look at that shelf, that it was on Oprah’s Summer Book List.
This is me attacking Oprah for putting my book on her list.
Today I woke up at six a.m. and did laundry.
This post was a bit desultory.
Love,
Kathleen
Hi Journal. I went to the County library a couple days ago with my dad. I had a list of about eight books. I went to the library’s computer cat. system, and they didn’t have a single damn book on my list. They didn’t even have Oscar Wilde or T.S. Eliot. Somehow I managed to get four books by the time we checked out, but this took about an hour. I must have been seriously disoriented while there, because when I got home, I realized I had an Emily Bronte book in my hands. The minute I opened up Wuthering Heights I realized my ridiculous error. I absolutely hate Romantic Period lit. There is so much unnecessary crap in this book because, if I remember correctly, Romantic authors were paid by the word. In spite of all this, I’m reading it anyway, and the other three books that I’ll list in a second, for the hell of reading them. I should have been more aware considering I had already read Jane Eyre…
The other books I have in my living room right now are Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy, some compilation book by Washington Irving, which I don’t know if I’ll like, and A book containing The Scarlett Letter and The House of Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne. I only picked that book up because we’re required to read The Scarlett Letter this year in English. I began Anna Karenina and the names in that book are insane. I know Tolstoy is Russian or something close, but my God. The main character “Oblonsky;” his full name is Prince Stephen something something something…
Anyway, it’s ridiculous. Now that it’s raining, I’m hoping tennis is canceled. I’ve gotten better, and I’m pretty sure I could beat my father now, but I don’t feel like going. I know that sounds ridiculously lazy, but I’ve got a lot of other shit I have to do, like laundry. Of course, if I hadn’t put it all off I wouldn’t have to do it now. I’m going to go ahead and let myself believe for the next two weeks or so that procrastination and laziness are not synonymous.
Euphemism maybe…
Love
Kathleen.
Hi journal, it’s been a while. I’m not really sure when my last post was or what it was about. For the next two weeks, I’m going to be at tennis every day (excluding Saturday). I do have time in the afternoon to do things, but the evenings don’t look very good right now. They might change practice for some of us from 6:30pm til dark to 4:00 to 6:30. This means I’ll have free Wednesday nights and free Friday nights, which I had anyway. Friday practice is from 3:30pm to 5pm. Mondays, Tuesdays and Thursdays I have karate.
Tomorrow I’m going to have coffee with a few people I know at 3pm then I have tennis at 6:30. The only other plans I have after that is Keeley’s birthday party the twenty-second to the twenty-third. I feel like I haven’t had a real conversation in a while, besides the one I had with Kerry, and to be quite honest, I could use a hug. Personally, hugs make me feel safe, and I want to feel safe right now. It’s not like I’m in imminent peril, but things are a little hectic.
Love,
Kathleen
