#dideon

[invincible-selfxmade-punk]

I finished my second Joan Didion book today and am 30 pages into a 400-page Paul Theroux novel about Mexico. I have tomorrow to go so I'm hoping to finish that before school starts and then that will leave the audible Mystery Collection that I have been listening to but have not liked it as much as what I thought I would.

I'm probably going to choose a Wally Lamb book next.

On Vice there is a marathon still going on on Dark Side of the ring and I thought enough time had passed that I could sit and watch the Benoit episode. I got as far as Eddie's death and I just couldn't take it. I was crying as hard as the ppl on screen.

I had to change the channel I don't think I'm ever going to actually be able to watch that again and I marvel that I was able to get through it the first time.

Hubby took my car to put gas in it so I'm kind of stuck here at the house which I wouldn't have been going anywhere anyway but just knowing that I don't have a car kind of makes me want to go somewhere.

I was alerted that we got in the Cameo for the Sinister Minister and I am doing my best not to look at it until hubby gets home and we can watch it together. Hubby was able to guess at Sinister Minister because I told him I had got him one person who was not a wrestler but was a manager that he really liked and of course that was the first person that came to mind for him so I was glad I hit the nail on the head with that one. There is one left to go, I told him his only clue was it was someone that he liked more than Sandman but wasn't one of the big names. He has yet to guess that it is the Fallen Angel Christopher Daniels so I really excited for that one but I am so so excited for the Sinister Minister especially since the Sandman one was so amazing in fact I think from now on if I've ever sad I just can't turn on that can be able to watch it again because that was the funnest experience and that was the best 30 or 40 bucks that I've ever spent in my whole life.

Speaking of money, I sat down and thought about it and I think this year I probably gave about $1,200 to charity and for that I'm very proud of myself. However at least $300 of that went to Deuce. I hope it helped him out and hope to God it had to go for drugs. I sent him a message last night to tell him happy New Years and of course he responded by asking for money. *sigh*

Monday I will ease back into work with an in-service day and then it's all hands on deck and back to basically running the social studies Department stopped itself and will be doing so until the end of the school year

But I do have really good support and I would rather do it on my own then the hell of spending the first part of the Year trying to depend on someone who really had no business ever becoming a teacher and was just out of her depth for the first day but refuse to admit it and just continue to BS her way through everything it's doing a huge disservice to her students and to her colleagues.

I know I am blessed to have this time off and I feel for those who don't and continue to work through the holidays as I did this for the first 45 years of my life.

So if you are not spending today in Leisure as I am I hope that it was a good day somehow for you anyway. I hope the world treats us a little bit more kind this year.

[littledoeinthemeadowes]

gideongiddy said: Hot Cocoa

"You told me once to take a risk.  "Gideo—"

He rose a finger to shush the girl, standing firmly in front of her.

"You told me to take a risk."

Gideon took a step forward, eyes set on Dorcas. They hadn't been graduated two months and had already taken on more responsibilities than imaginable as they fought the seemingly endless war. And as it grew more and more overwhelming, people were unwinding ( some poorly, others positively ). Life was far too short to dance around maybe's and what if's.

Dorcas built her walls higher than ever and denied herself so much as a lingering glance to the boyish man whom had found a constant presence around the brunette.

The silence caused her throat to tighten and body to tense as she prepared herself for whatever was to come. The last thing she expected was what she soon after witnessed.

He clutched the bottom hem of his shirt and swiftly pulled it up and over his head. As much as she wanted to deny herself the pleasure, Dorcas allowed her eyes to wander down his bare chest. Gideon took a step forward and to both of their surprise she met him halfway. Their lips collided and it wasn't long before their bodies lay tangled as the moonlight danced upon his back. He busied his hands in her hair and she buried her face in his neck inhaling the familiar cinnamon scent that seemed to be permanently embedded in his skin.

And just like that he crashed her walls to the ground without her ever realizing it. 

[spencersgirl]

Criminal Minds - Gideon is back? *Confirmed False*

Posted by Kévin10 at Monday, October 17, 2011 (34 Comments) Labels: Criminal Minds

"Update:21:30 It appears this is False and was a rumour that was spread on Twitter. Sorry for the confusion. It seems the https://twitter.com/#!/CriminalMinds either posted it as joke or someone got hold of their account

=> I´m very dissapointed!!! :(

[secondhandexcerpts-blog]

Goodbye To All That - Joan Didion

"...quite simply, I was in love with New York. I do not mean “love” in any colloquial way, I mean that I was in love with the city, the way you love the first person who ever touches you and you never love anyone quite that way again. "

"It is relatively hard to fight at six-thirty or seven in the morning, without any sleep, which was perhaps one reason why we stayed up all night, and it seemed to me a pleasant time of day. "

"... I liked walking, from the East River over to the Hudson and back on brisk days, down around the Village on warm days. "

"...I hurt the people I cared about, and insulted those I did not. I cut myself off from the one person who was closer to me than any other. I cried until I was not even aware when I was crying and when I was not,"

NOTE: That's a picture of the street I lived on for the best two years of my NYC life. Last night I went to a  friends surprise party and ran into someone who poured a drink on my best friend from college. I mean it - poured a drink on her, on purpose. WHO DOES THAT? She pretended it didn't happen and gave me a hug. I think New York did that. Seriously, so wonderfully fucked up.