November 16th, 2003

Drinking Panda

Spoilers of history

Just finished The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde.

I'm not really sure if it is the ending of the book that moved me or my own disposition of late. I fear the latter. Even still, I hate reading a book that's words move me to talk and write differently than I am.

Though I do wonder if the picture had changed as Dorian had hoped, then perhaps the ending would have been much different. Most likely less interesting, but assuredly less abrupt.

I think perhaps the aspects of the book I disliked the most came from Wilde's lack of description when it really mattered. Sure, he'd go off on a tangent of how Gray was feeling or how his mind was shifting, but he left out important details to my brain.

I don't want to have to make up what Dorian blackmailed Alan Campbell with to have him take away his sins, nor do I want to have to create who or what the woman who showed James Vane Dorian's guilt was. Perhaps the answers could be found, and I had missed them. I have never been one to be clever with underlying meaning.

Nonetheless, I think I enjoyed the book. It was a quicker read than I had surmised, and has left me with some wonderful quotes to mull over.

Poor Basil. Out of everyone, my heart lies most with him.
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    thoughtful thoughtful

Yes, I realize this is morbid

After a conversation this weekend with my mom and sister, I decided to venture out and find my cremation urn.

After some searching, I have two that I can't decide between.

This one, without the stupid flower, of course:

Or this one:

Both are simple, but with a touch of unboringness (I dub that a word, damnit).

Any preferences?
  • Current Music
    Chicago soundtrack - Funny Honey