Sep. 5th, 2013

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Hello friends and random readers.

I had a feverish moment in which I would connect my twitter and my journals, cross posting my tweets and my posts to each platform, but I think that would be bad.

I figure if there's something I want everyone on my twitter followers to see I could simply link manually. I opted out of connecting my tumblr to twitter for the same reason. Most of the things I've wanted to have read in a vaster way I'd link anyway, so I think I'll just keep doing that.

Last night there were 18 people in the house. We all ate. If you'd like to know what was on the menu, it was as follows and in approximate order of serving:

Apples and honey
Round challah loafs
Chopped liver
Chopped herring
Gefilteh fish
Chicken soup with kreplach (meat dumplings)
Pea soup
Brisket
Chicken wings
Chicken legs
Roasted vegetables
Roast potatoes
Chopped salad
Couscous
Fruit platter
Passion fruit custard (I think?)
Chocolate and honey brownies
Chocolate and honey cake

I collapsed into bed after the clean up (and a cup of coffee) in a heap of food coma, my god, there was a lot of food. And I ate more of it for a late lunch.

The meat cooked and consumed over the holidays are truly throwbacks to the sacrifices slaughtered in the name of god at the Temple. Noms.

I would have eaten earlier if it weren't for the fact that I'm working from home today, which is fine, I like my job, but wow, there was a lot of it this morning! I'm working more a little later on (in an hour) but then I'll be done and I have a weekend to lounge around in.

Four day holiday weekends are the best if you ask me.

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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