![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Things that combine poorly:
* Reading Les Miserables, which may be a story of redemption, but it is also a story of the seriously shitty and terrifying things people will do to each other;
* Attending a talk from a prospective Senator (Go Tom Allen!) during which he addresses exciting things like the economy, which scares me, and the energy situation, which is just depressing;
* Being on the bus and looking out to see a line of people outside the soup kitchen, waiting for it to open.
Any one, or maybe even two, of these things? Fine. It is grim, but I will deal. All three of them working together in my brain to cast a BLACK SHADOW OF WOE? I am not so good with that.
Luckily, after a few truly dismal, despairing seconds, I realized that my MP3 player was helpfully contributing by playing the most depressing song from The Fix's soundtrack, and I just had to laugh at the overkill. I mean, it was either that or pitch myself under the wheels of the bus.
Uh. In the interest of lightening this entry up a little, a question: When you guys read books that take place in other countries, do you find yourself going around trying to pronounce every non-English word you see with that language's accent, even when you know it's a completely different language? EVERYTHING IS FRENCH RIGHT NOW. Also, I usually default to Spanish pronunciation, so when I came across the name "Austin Castillejo" IN Les Mis I very nearly had an aneurysm from the resulting conflict in the language center of my brain.
* Reading Les Miserables, which may be a story of redemption, but it is also a story of the seriously shitty and terrifying things people will do to each other;
* Attending a talk from a prospective Senator (Go Tom Allen!) during which he addresses exciting things like the economy, which scares me, and the energy situation, which is just depressing;
* Being on the bus and looking out to see a line of people outside the soup kitchen, waiting for it to open.
Any one, or maybe even two, of these things? Fine. It is grim, but I will deal. All three of them working together in my brain to cast a BLACK SHADOW OF WOE? I am not so good with that.
Luckily, after a few truly dismal, despairing seconds, I realized that my MP3 player was helpfully contributing by playing the most depressing song from The Fix's soundtrack, and I just had to laugh at the overkill. I mean, it was either that or pitch myself under the wheels of the bus.
Uh. In the interest of lightening this entry up a little, a question: When you guys read books that take place in other countries, do you find yourself going around trying to pronounce every non-English word you see with that language's accent, even when you know it's a completely different language? EVERYTHING IS FRENCH RIGHT NOW. Also, I usually default to Spanish pronunciation, so when I came across the name "Austin Castillejo" IN Les Mis I very nearly had an aneurysm from the resulting conflict in the language center of my brain.
Tags: