—When did Claire get bangs? Okay, I know that’s anal-retentive. But, sincerely, she didn’t have bangs until this episode. Did she? Because if she did, I definitely failed to notice.
—Charlie’s imminent death as predicted, foreseen, prevented thus far by Desmond. Now, Charlie was my valentine yesterday. And I most certainly did not appreciate the mention of him dying. No, I did not.
Theories?? Charlie’s not going to die. Why? Well, it’s quite predictable at this point. I mean, Desmond said, point-blank, “Charlie, you’re going to die. It’s inevitable.” So if he died the viewers would just be like, “Guess Desmond was right.” Not to mention that, come on, what’s Dominic Monaghan going to do instead of Lost?? Oh, that’s right…I did hear rumors surfacing about Tolkien expanding the trilogy. (Mind you he passed in 1973, yes I wikipedia-ed that.)
The two snow days we just had were positively glorious. I did nothing productive because, you know, what’s the fun in that?? I’ve committed myself to three directing scenes which I will later most surely regret and I’m actually remotely pleased with the poem I wrote for my Poetry class. It was based on another poem by Shara McCallum :
The sun bakes today.
Beating the earth with intensity,
not a cloud in the sky.
On this day, a little girl
lies on her back with her eyes closed,
drowning in the rays,
dreaming on the bank of a river. Hoping
her dreams will come true,
On the riverbank, this little girl
hums quietly, the tones floating
melodiously away on the passing
She will stand up, dive
into the crisp running water.
She will retreat,
out of the river, past the bank.
She will open her eyes.
She will continue to dream.
She will not lie down.-Rachel R Dillon
It has yet to be workshopped and after I write a lyric poem I’ll determine which is in need of workshop more.
The only other fact worth noting is that the Goo Goo Dolls are coming to Frostburg State University and that is amazing and monumental because I love them and NObody good ever comes to Frostburg.
That is all.