octolilly [through the years]

Someone take me far away…I need a break from this maddening pace. If I study one more thing I’m going to scream. It might appear to be a struggle of will. For instance: Do I read more blogs now? or shall I memorize half of the New Testament? Should I ponder the techniques used by Peter Drucker? Or shall I curl up with my new Victoria magazine? See- here I am blogging. What on earth am I doing here?

I have an exam at 9:35 which will be in two parts. The first part should be easy (as long as I memorize) and the second is just a matter of using my brain. {3-4 inches of extra material are needed in the waistline, certain lingerie is wicked, women should submit submit submit, etc} Management Policies is at 1pm and I’m somewhat nervous about it.

Oh, Thursday. Please get here soon.

After putting a shimmery dress on, I went to see Othello last night. I was prepared to enjoy it thoroughly and I did. However, my heart was torn between Iago and Othello. Shakespeare wrote it as to make you hate Iago and pity Othello as he steps into the wicked plot and is deceived into thinking Desdemona has been unfaithful. The problem for me was I dislike who played Othello and I think the world of the man who played Iago. It was somewhat of a struggle. 



I did enjoy seeing Brock play Cassio. It brought back many memories from the Academy when he’d drive me back and forth from the studio for the filming of the Linc videos.