Ooops...
My paradigm shifted. I think one of the straps wore out.
The Harry Potter thing is all different now. After Book V, I was totally over fanfic. Now that I've completed
the prescribed journey, I like it again. Not so much the writing -- the dollies have their own alternate Potterverse, and
I just observe, and describe it as best I can.
The dolllies have gotten out of control. I have removed the bio pages because there are so many here I don't know who
half of them are, and many of the ones I thought I knew have changed or moved away.
Then there's the spinning. Hard to say how I fell into that; something to do with poking holes in dollies' heads and
sticking in animal hairs. I always knew I was born to be a spinster auntie and now I am fulfilled. I like to say
I was watching Judge Judy one day and my heart was borne up in wisdom.
People keep telling me to get a life. I already had a life. And that was back in the Sixties, when a life was
a life.
I'm retired. I'm content to let life pass me by. I have a lovely view of it, too. I live upstairs.
I've mellowed. If we meet, I probably won't gratuitously hurt your feelings, but I still retain much of my incisive wit.
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