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I'm in one of those moods again. The kind that I don't want to really talk to anyone. If a person wants to talk to me, I want to be able to say as little as possible. I'm not too crazy about feeling this way though. I enjoy talking with people and all that "personable" shit. Not today however. I could crawl into bed and read "Hunchback of Notre Dame" today. I'm about 1/4 of the way through, I'm betting if I were home, I'd be able to finish it. Victor Hugo was such a down to earth person. I'm amazed at how he's captured the realism of the times; how people treated each other and what probably went on in their day to day. "Les Miserables" is my favorite musical, but the book had me in tears within the first 10 pages. So realistic...wasn't there a *real* Jean Valjean? But one thing that I've heard a lot of people say is how depressing Victor Hugo's writings are. He puts humor and comedy in, but I think it's the truism he incorporates: His style feels so open and free; natural, that it seems he is bleak in his observations of human relationships and interactions. Some of the books/thoughts that are published at this time seem to be grasping, trying to catch the inattainable, as far as expressing true human behaviour. Some writers have a definite plot and force the characters or the situation, making for me, a hard read.

So, I'm stuck here at work, feeling antisocial and hoping that I'm throwing that vibe to be left alone...only if I'm lucky. I can't wait to get home a curl up with my kitty-cats and my dude...the dog can rest on the floor. *sigh* I need a hug. I'll have to wait *pout*.

holla@me posted by MobiusRazor at 10:25