Apocalypse Now vs. Heart of Darkness

Another note about things I mean to write.

I finally saw "Apocalypse Now," and wonder why it and "Heart of Darkness" both seem so long to me. Sure the imagery is great, but is this some kind of weirder, darker "Gulliver's Travels" or "Pilgrim's Progress"? I feel as though some metaphor should snap into place, as though I've visited a series of stations by rote. I find them tiresome.

Charlie discovered his daughter's copy of "Heart of Darkness" a little bit ago, and now we both feel like we should read it. It's dense, and pretty, but I still don't know if I'm missing some compelling message, or if I've already seen it and wasn't impressed.

Having written a paper on it and received a D, I was told by my high school English teacher that I had "to admit it was an awful paper." I think I tore it into a million pieces. I'd never had the experience of not knowing what the hell was going on in a story SO MUCH that I could only get a D on an essay about it. So, let's see if utter bafflement gives way.

If you meet Karma on the road...

... what do you think the end of this sentence is?

The documentation of makeup

I am so tired of my self! I feel like I look old! I know, no, you don't, it's your own low self-esteem, imagination, something.

It's hard to tell with the camera, though. I decided to document the process until I could stand to look at myself in the pictures. An exercise, let's say, in not being attached to my appearance, but still being able to work with it. 6 haunting Halloweens, I ought to have some objectivity.

Anyway, I'm putting up documentation of our (my) attempts to take a photograph that doesn't look like --- well, something the cat dragged in, so...
Now, go look at the documentation of makeup at http://pics.livejournal.com/scyllacat/ and see what I've decided to work on ...

A funny thing happened on the way to mailing out Christmas cards...