mrsronweasley (
mrsronweasley) wrote2003-09-24 11:57 am
On boys, swimming and losing prized possessions.
I thought of another truth to add to the Kingdom, but now I can't remember what it was.
jadis31, was I talking to you about this, or am I just imagining things? *scratches head* I think it was important, too. Oh, well. It might come back.
So, a few days ago, as I was rereading my most prized copy of At Swim, Two Boys, I noticed a little change...
I was reading the very first British edition. And, from what I understand, the text was changed a bit after that, to add small changes that Jamie O'Neill had written after it was published. I have to say, I support the later change wholeheartedly.
This was when Jim and MacEmm are sitting at the Forty Foot - the first time we hear their conversation, before Jim's "falling" on Christmas. As MacEmm is pondering, he's thinking about the Jim's "maddening sensuality", about thos little deliberate touches. And then comes the phrase that goes something like: "often he walked home aching of arousal unrelieved." (Was it aching? Damn, I can't remember, what is wrong with me?!) Anyway, in the first edition it actually said: "...of excitement unrelieved." Isn't that interesting? I really really like the later version. So much better. I'm so glad he changed that.
And speaking of 'At Swim' (haha, shut up), I have lost my ASTB soundtrack. I have the case. I have no CD. I tore apart my room, and no, still haven't found it. I haven't listened to it in weeks now, because of this. And it's driving me - up - the fucking - wall. I have "Johnny, I Hardly Knew Ye" in my head, and I can't even listen to it. And I really really really want to hear it. And I want to hear "Shan Van Vocht". And "A Nation Once Again." And I can't because I've lost the fucking CD!! What the hell is my problem?! Besides which, I left my POGUES CD at home, in my stereo system. All would have been well, if my mom had remembered to take it with her yesterday when she came to NYC. But she forgot. Not that I blame her, what with the arrival of her granddaughter and all, but still. It's upsetting. Dammit. My dad can send me the Pogues. But where the hell is my ASTB one?!
I'm done bitching. I just feel like an idiot. My room does not have that many places in which something can get lost. It was on the table. I remember seeing it there. What happened after that, is anybody's guess. Maybe the crickets stole it, and are now grooving to traditional Irish music. Next time I hear them (inthemiddleofthenightIfuckinghatethefuckingblighters), I'll try to listen for a tell-tale melody.
And now I'm off to sign away my own firstborn to the bank. God, I hate loans. But I like to eat, so I suppose it's mostly a fair exchange.
No, not really.
So, a few days ago, as I was rereading my most prized copy of At Swim, Two Boys, I noticed a little change...
I was reading the very first British edition. And, from what I understand, the text was changed a bit after that, to add small changes that Jamie O'Neill had written after it was published. I have to say, I support the later change wholeheartedly.
This was when Jim and MacEmm are sitting at the Forty Foot - the first time we hear their conversation, before Jim's "falling" on Christmas. As MacEmm is pondering, he's thinking about the Jim's "maddening sensuality", about thos little deliberate touches. And then comes the phrase that goes something like: "often he walked home aching of arousal unrelieved." (Was it aching? Damn, I can't remember, what is wrong with me?!) Anyway, in the first edition it actually said: "...of excitement unrelieved." Isn't that interesting? I really really like the later version. So much better. I'm so glad he changed that.
And speaking of 'At Swim' (haha, shut up), I have lost my ASTB soundtrack. I have the case. I have no CD. I tore apart my room, and no, still haven't found it. I haven't listened to it in weeks now, because of this. And it's driving me - up - the fucking - wall. I have "Johnny, I Hardly Knew Ye" in my head, and I can't even listen to it. And I really really really want to hear it. And I want to hear "Shan Van Vocht". And "A Nation Once Again." And I can't because I've lost the fucking CD!! What the hell is my problem?! Besides which, I left my POGUES CD at home, in my stereo system. All would have been well, if my mom had remembered to take it with her yesterday when she came to NYC. But she forgot. Not that I blame her, what with the arrival of her granddaughter and all, but still. It's upsetting. Dammit. My dad can send me the Pogues. But where the hell is my ASTB one?!
I'm done bitching. I just feel like an idiot. My room does not have that many places in which something can get lost. It was on the table. I remember seeing it there. What happened after that, is anybody's guess. Maybe the crickets stole it, and are now grooving to traditional Irish music. Next time I hear them (inthemiddleofthenightIfuckinghatethefuckingblighters), I'll try to listen for a tell-tale melody.
And now I'm off to sign away my own firstborn to the bank. God, I hate loans. But I like to eat, so I suppose it's mostly a fair exchange.
No, not really.

Frightening!
...your icon. I love ASTB, and I love the boys, but this icon scares me. Seriously. Since when are Doyler and Jim two heads growing from the same body?! Because that's what I see everytime I glance at the icon. It's freaking me out!
Thankyou. I'll retreat back to my wee little world now. *lick*
Miss you Lizly.
You're scared too easily!
Honestly, woman. Feast your eyes on this and then decide. ;)
Do not retreat! I miss you! Waaaaaah!
*licks back*
Re: You're scared too easily!
Not me!
Re: Not me!
And you have the BEST icons.
Re: Not me!
Re: Not me!
Re: You're scared too easily!
Re: You're scared too easily!
Re: You're scared too easily!
*un-retreats* Ta-da!
P.S. *wonders who got two boys to pose like that*
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Good luck finding the CD (I take it you've already looked in the CD player). They can slip into the most peculiar spots--I think I once lost one between the wall and the base molding (or whatever that bit of wood at the bottom of the wall is called). What's the last place you saw it? Where's the last place you expect to find it? Look there first.
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Well, they should! They live in my house, after all. *cough*
Yeah, the thing is, there really are not cracks or anything of the sort where it coule have gotten lost. But I'll look so more. Because it's driving me insane.
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I'm downloading songs like crazy right now... I love Kazaa...
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Oh, and that... picture! Too fucking perfect! Dude! *stares at it some more*
*pouncehuggleglompatttack*
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*HUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGS*
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Oh, I thought I could tell you this: If I wasn't such a camera-shy duck, I would have pimped At Swim on a PBS program. See, last week my English class was filmed by PBS for an instructional video, and we had to do really really lame assignments etc. But one of them was to "write a letter to your librarian recommending that a certain book be added/removed to the required college reading list." So I used a certain book with pretty words and boysinlove. And I was almost tempted to have them film me talking about it. But I didn't.
But just think! If I did, then one day, in many many years, when college students are watching a cheesy "how to teach writing" educational video, one of them could have become hooked!
Oh, well.
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hehe. that was my first reaction. My second reaction is: wow, that's cool. And hey, they might get it for the library! Pimpage is fun, isn't it? *sigh*
Good work, trooper. ;)
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I'll try to pimp it to the class later on in the year, though I doubt many would try it. The majority are scared by people who bend language.
I did, however, get my English teacher from last year to buy it. And the orchestra teacher I was helping over the summer. And one of my friends was going to buy it after seeing me with it, but didn't have the money. So I am semi-successful!
Though really, if there were different cameramen, I wouldn't have been so shy. However, one of them told one of my classmates "If you want you can go smoke in the bathroom. I like filming good girls doing bad things." UGH. So I'm rather glad I stayed out of the cameras view :)