Apr. 18th, 2004

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...so dark, so bright, so hard, so soft, was she, that it was a thousand pities that there was no one there to put it in plain English, and say outright "Damn it Madam, you are loveliness incarnate," which was the truth.

--Orlando by Virginia Woolf


How does one express her happiness with life over and over again within one great weekend without sounding obnoxiously pollyanna-ish? People don't just run around making generalized exclamations of joy and giving one another hugs for three days on end. If I ran the universe, that would happen. I'm in such a strange mood, full of giddy sentimentalism.


The dictionary implies that "sentimental" connotes "foolish." I don't like that. Sure, there's always the danger of turning into an embarrassingly effusive melodramatist, but when did the world get too cool for emotion?


The reason I'm thinking about all this is that I'm getting somewhat obsessed with Fried Green Tomatoes after watching the movie until late last night. The term "crying your eyes out" should really be "crying until the openings of your eyes are physically smaller the next morning." I actually bought the DVD today because I've been wanting to start collecting some of my favorite movies just for the sake of owning them. I don't have very many movies that are mine alone. I usually get overwhelmed, wondering where to begin. Comforted by the fact that I'd just gotten paid, I made an impulsive second trip to Wal-Mart in one day (I rise above any notion that this is pathetic) when I got off work.


I was going to say something that makes a lot of sense, but it's all sort of fizzled away. The main point was that I don't think sentimentalism in literature is necessarily a gimmick. In a story like Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Café, the characters would be cheated out of a chance to become full-bodied if they didn't love each other and hate each other in, at risk of sounding repetitive, really sentimental ways. I'm glad there are people like Fannie Flagg in the world.


And I'm glad CHARLIE KAUFMAN is in the world. Last night after I got home from work, my mom and I went to see Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Oh my goodness. We loved it. It makes me happy that I saw it with my mom, because we saw Charlie Kaufman's Adaptation together, too.


I really must do homework now. I'm nearing the homework quicksand pit. This weekend has made me feel so great, I've lost all sense of reality. I feel the stress of needing to do work, but my happiness hasn't let any real motivating worry seep into my schedule. Just because I feel too fantastic to care about schoolwork doesn't mean it won't bother me if tomorrow I find myself full of regret at my haphazard approach to getting things done.

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