Stupid insomnia. It's 5 AM, and I still haven't gotten to sleep.

I think I'm going to just admit that I'm not going to get any sleep, relax a bit, drink some coffee to get through the day, and make sure to get to bed early tonight.

Good morning!

I very much do not want to be at work. I am tired and a little pissed off and the house needs to be cleaned. What I really want to do is be at home and watch Heroes. Instead, I go a-charthunting.

Gris, you left out a bit. I'm pretty sure that between "perchance to dream" and "for in that sleep of death", there "Aye, there's the rub", which makes it much more interesting.

Good point! Oops. I memorized the soliloquy my senior year of high school, but haven't read or heard it since.

WS, did you actually say you got "stuck" with Lady Macbeth? That's one of my favorite roles in all of Shakespeare! So deliciously evil and insane.

So deliciously evil and insane.

You try reading her in a roomful of adolescent boys when you're young enough to be embarassed about talking about boobs, and then say that. Anyway, she's no Hamlet.

Which was probably very comforting to her husband.

Re: misunderstandings of Shakespeare, whenever I see one of Shakespeare's sonnets used in a wedding ceremony or other happy occasion, I want to weep. Because, well, NOT happy stuff. He (and I'll leave it to the reader to decide if the narrator of the series is Shakespeare himself or a fictional person) was in love with a young man and wrote 126 beautiful, scathing, sarcastic, bitter sonnets about how badly the young man screwed him over. And then he and the young man both took up with the same woman, about whom the narrator wrote 28 even more scathing and bitter sonnets; he was only attracted to her because she was promiscuous, he really did think she was ugly, and oh, by the way, she gave him a venereal disease.

So yeah. If you want to talk about gut-wrenching unrequited love or ugly ladies of the night with a bad case of the clap at your wedding, Shakespeare's sonnets are for you! Otherwise, not so much.

WS, if you keep going on about your R&J and Ophelia hate, you're going to force me to send you tapes of Slings and Arrows, dammit.

Um. I realize that as threats go, that one... isn't. "You shape up, you, or I'm going to send you 12 hours of Paul Gross being beautiful and eloquent and passionate and making you love characters you never thought you could! He's naked in one scene too! Don't you push me, missy! I'll do it, I swear to GOD."

Also, there is not enough heart in the world for how much I heart Jen.

There was some small bit of joy in his sonnets, Jen. #18 (Shall I compare thee to a summer's day) does lament that people grow old and die, but he thinks that the youth's beauty shall outlast death, even if it's in the words of the sonnet. Which, I think would be appropriate for a wedding reading..

Other than that, yeah. There's chock-full-o'bitter.

Poor wakey JZ.

(and man, it's going to be hard not to dip into the bath stuff myself, it smells so good)

JZ, that stuff is for Yooooooouuuuuuuu!!!!

Enjoy. I got it at a hippy dippy new baby store (called something like Granola Baby) that just opened up in Salem. I could have easily spent $4 gazillion dollars on the organic goods and services there... had a nice time shopping, the folks there were so super cute.

Just thought you should know the fun that went into choosing your gift.

The same thing for mine! Though there is perhaps some delayed reaction with the thing I sent. *g* It was neat to go into the store and poke around, though.