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Monday, January 3rd, 2011
1:03 pm	@@@@@They find a young bright student out of @@@@@They find a young bright student out of business school and begin "grooming" that person to someday take over the company So these bright young employees do not specialize in one department; they are moved from department to department to learn all the aspects of business systemsThe rich often "groom" their children or the children of others By doing so, their children gain an overall knowledge of the operations of the business and how the various departments interrelate For the World War II generation, it was considered "bad" to skip from company to companyToday, it is considered smart Since people will skip from company to company, rather than seek greater specialization, why not seek to "learn" more than "earn In the short term, it may earn you less In the long term, it will pay off in large dividends The main management skills needed for success are: 1The management of cash flow 2The management of systems (including yourself and time with family)The management of people The most important specialized skills are sales and understanding marketingIt is the ability to sell--therefore, to communicate to another human being, be it a customer, employee, boss, spouse or child-that is the base skill of personal successIt is communication skills such as writing, speaking and negotiating that are crucial to a life of successIt is a skill that I work on constantly, attending courses or buying educational tapes to expand my knowledge As I have mentioned, my educated dad worked harder and harder the more competent he becameHe also became more trapped the more specialized he gotAlthough his salary went up, his choices diminishedSoon after he was locked out of government work, he found out how vulnerable he really was professionallyIt is like professional athletes who suddenly are injured or are too old to playTheir once high-paying position is gone, and they have limited skills to fall back onI think that is why my educated dad sided so much with unions after thatHe realized how much a union would have benefited h (Comment on this)
6:23 am	@@@@@Secondly, they all had tight thin little @@@@@Secondly, they all had tight thin little mouths, a personal prejudice of his, and third, worst of all, none of them for even an instant had ever doubted anything they had ever said or done Several people had at one time or another made it a point to tell Hearn that he liked men only in the abstract and never in the particular, a cliché of course, an oversimplification, but not without casual truthHe despised the six field officers at the adjacent table because no matter how much they might hate kikes, niggers, Russians, limeys, micks, they loved one another, tampered gleefully with each other's wives at home, got drunk together without worrying about dropping their guard, went joyously through their income-bracket equivalents of shooting up a whorehouse on Saturday nightBy their very existence they had warped the finest minds, the most brilliant talents of Hearn's generation into something sick, more insular than the Conn-Dalleson-HobartsYou always ended by catering to them, or burrowing fearfully into the little rathole still allowed And the heat by now had banked itself in the tent, was almost licking at his bodyThe mutter, the clatter of tinware against tinware rasped like a file against his brainA mess orderly scurried by, putting a bowl of canned peaches on each of the tables "You take that fellow Conn mentioned a famous labor leader"Now, I know for a fact, by God --" his red nose wagging mulishly behind his point -- "that he's got a nigger woman for a mistress"Jesus, think of that "I've heard on good authority that he's even had a couple of tan little bastards off of her, but that I ain't going to vouch forAll I can tell you is that all the time he's pushing through these bills to make the nigger a King Jesus, he's doin' it for good reasonThat woman is runnin' the whole labor movement, the whole country including the President is being influenced every time she wiggles her slit The labial interpretation of history Hearn heard the sharp cold accents of his own speech coming out of his chest"Colonel, how do you know all that?" Beneath the table his legs were weak with anger Conn turned to Hearn in surprise, stared at him across the six feet separating their chairs, the perspiration tatted lavishly in big droplets on his red pocked noseHe was doubtful for a moment, uncertain whether the question was friendly or not, obviously bothered by the minor breach of discipline involved"What do you mean, how do I know, Hearn?" he asked Hearn paused, trying to keep it within boundsHe was aware abruptly that most of the officers in the tent were staring at them"I don't think you know too much about it, Colonel "You don't, eh, you don't, hu (Comment on this)
Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
1:03 pm	@@@@@ "Yes, Lootenant?" Croft was opening a @@@@@ "Yes, Lootenant?" Croft was opening a breakfast ration, and now he threw away the cardboard wrapper he had been holding in his hand, and strode over toward him "Why didn't you wake me up when Martinez came back last night?" "Couldn't do anythin' about it till the morning," Croft drawled "Yeah, well, in the future you can let me decide that He returned Croft's stare, looked into his impenetrable blue eyes"What did Martinez see?" Croft slit the top off the inner waxed carton of the ration and spilled out the contentsHis back tingled with a nervous flush as he spoke"The pass is empty as far as he wentHe thinks those Japs hit us yesterday were the only ones in the pass, and they just left it open now He had wanted to postpone telling Hearn this as long as possible, had even hoped irrationally that it would not be necessaryThe nervous needles pricked his flesh againCarefully suspended from his thoughts was the idea behind thisHe looked at the ground as he talkedWhen he finished, he turned to look at the guard on the hill crest above them"Keep your eyes open, Wyman," he called softly"Goddammit, man, you oughta had enough sleep There was something fishy about this"It sounds weird that they'd leave the pass empty," Hearn murmured Croft had finished opening the small tin of ham and eggs, and was dishing it neatly into his mouth with his spoon He stared at his feet again"Maybe we ought to try the mountain, Lootenant Hearn stared up at Mount AnakaThis morning, yes, it wasn't without its attractionBut he shook his head firmly It would be crazy to lead the men up it, not even knowing if they could descend the other side Croft stared at him impassi (Comment on this)
6:23 am	dior women,omega ladies watch,chanel logo ,chanel... dior women,omega ladies watch,chanel logo ,chanel logo earrings,gucci for women@@@@@With a friendly shake of his son’s hand, and an eager voice, he instantly began—”Ha! welcome back, my boyHave you heard the news? The Thrush went out of harbour this morningSharp is the word, you see! By G—, you are just in time! The doctor has been here inquiring for you: he has got one of the boats, and is to be off for Spithead by six, so you had better go with himI have been to Turner’s about your mess; it is all in a way to be doneI should not wonder if you had your orders to-morrow: but you cannot sail with this wind, if you are to cruise to the westward; and Captain Walsh thinks you will certainly have a cruise to the westward, with the ElephantBy G—, I wish you may! But old Scholey was saying, just now, that he thought dior women you would be sent first to the TexelWell, well, we are ready, whatever happensBut by G—, you lost a fine sight by not being here in the morning to see the Thrush go out of harbour! I would not have been out of the way for a thousand poundsOld Scholey ran in at breakfast-time, to say she had slipped her moorings and was coming out, I jumped up, and made but two steps to the platformIf ever there was a perfect beauty afloat, she is one; and there she lays at Spithead, and anybody in England would take her for an eight-and-twentyI was upon the platform two hours this afternoon looking at herShe lays close 331 Jane Austen to the Endymion, between her and the Cleopatra, just to the eastward of the sheer hulk “Ha!” cried William, omega ladies watch “that’s just where I should have put her myself It’s the best berth at SpitheadBut here is my sister, sir; here is Fanny,” turning and leading her forward; “it is so dark you do not see her With an acknowledgment that he had quite forgot her, MrPrice now received his daughter; and having given her a cordial hug, and observed that she was grown into a woman, and he supposed would be wanting a husband soon, seemed very much inclined to forget her againFanny shrunk back to her seat, with feelings sadly pained by his language and his smell of spirits; and he talked on only to his son, and only of the Thrush, though William, warmly interested as he was in that subject, more than once tried to make his father think of Fanny, and her chanel logo long absence and long journey After sitting some time longer, a candle was obtained; but as there was still no appearance of tea, nor, from Betsey’s reports from the kitchen, much hope of any under a considerable period, William determined to go and change his dress, and make the necessary preparations for his removal on board directly, that he might have his tea in comfort afterwards As he left the room, two rosy-faced boys, ragged and dirty, about eight and nine years old, rushed into it just released from school, and coming eagerly to see their sister, and tell that the Thrush was gone out of harbour; Tom and CharlesCharles had been born since Fanny’s going away, but Tom she had often helped to nurse, and now felt a chanel logo earrings particular pleasure in seeing againBoth were kissed very tenderly, but Tom she wanted to keep by her, to try to trace the features of the baby she had loved, and talked to, of his infant preference of herselfTom, however, had no mind for such treatment: he came home not to stand and be talked to, but to run about and make a noise; and both boys had soon burst from her, and slammed the parlour-door till her temples ached She had now seen all that were at home; there remained only two brothers between herself and Susan, one of whom was a clerk in a public office in London, and the other midshipman on board an IndiamanBut though she had seen all the members of the family, 332 Mansfield Park she had not yet heard all the noise they could gucci for women ma (Comment on this)
Saturday, January 1st, 2011
1:11 pm	@@@@@Scarlett only picked at the cheese toast and @@@@@Scarlett only picked at the cheese toast and potato soup they had for supper"Oof," Maureen groaned when the kitchen was tidy again"I'm going to take my old bones to bed early tonightSitting on the ground all those hours has me stiff as a plow handleYou, too, Mary Kate and HelenTomorrow's a school day Scarlett felt stiff, tooShe stretched in front of the fire"Good night," she said"Stay a bit," Colum said, "while I finish my pipe Jamie's yawning so, I can tell he's about to abandon me Scarlett took a chair across from Colum's, and Jamie patted her head on his way to the stairsColum drew on hispipe The smell of the tobacco was sweetly acrid"A glowing hearth is good for talking by," he said after a while"What's on your mind and your heart, Scarlett?" She sighed deeply"I don't know what to do about Rhett, ColumI'm afraid I might have ruined everything The kitchen was warm and dimly lit, the perfect setting for opening her heartIn addition, Scarlett had a muddled notion that, because Colum was a priest, everything she told him would be kept secret from the rest of the family, as if she were confessing in the cramped little closed booth in the churchShe started from the beginning, with the truth about her marriage"I didn't love him, at least I didn't know it if I didI was in love with someone elseAnd then, when I knew it was Rhett I loved, he didn't love me any moreThat's what he said, anyho (Comment on this)
6:23 am	@@@@@Since Flannagan and Rachel Swayne had @@@@@Since Flannagan and Rachel Swayne had left nearly three hours ago, he had searched every foot of the general’s study, as well as the dead soldier’s separate bedroom on the second floorHe had placed the items he intended to take on the brass coffee table; he studied them nowThere were three brown leather-bound covers, each equal in size, each holding inserted spiral-bound pages; they were a desk setThe first was an appointments calendar; the second, a personal telephone book in which the names and numbers were entered in ink; the last was an expense diary, barely touchedAlong with these were eleven office messages of the telephone notepad variety, which Jason found in Swayne’s pockets, a golfclub scorecard and several memoranda written at the PentagonFinally, there was the general’s wallet containing a profusion of impressive credentials and very little moneyBourne would turn everything over to Alex and hope further leads would be found, but as far as he could determine, he had turned up nothing startling, nothing dramatically relevant to the modern MedusaAnd that bothered him; there had to be somethingThis was the old soldier’s home, his sanctum sanctorum inside that home—something! He knew it, he felt it, but he could not find itSo he started again, not foot by foot now; instead, inch by inch Fourteen minutes later, as he was removing and turning over the photographs on the wall behind the desk, the wall to the right of the cushioned bay window that overlooked the lawn outside, he recalled Conklin’s words about checking the windows and the curtains so that no one could enter or observe the scene inside Christ, it must be a mess in there It’s not very pleasantThe panes of the central bay window frame were splattered with blood and membranethe small brass latch? Not only was it free from its catch, the window itself was open— barely open, but nevertheless it was openBourne knelt on the cushioned seat and looked closely at the shiny brass fixture and the surrounding panes of glassThere were smudges among the rivulets of dried blood and tissue, coarse pressings on the stains that appeared to widen and thin them out into irregular shapesThen below the sill he saw what kept the window from closingThe end of the left drape had been drawn out, a small piece of its tasseled fabric wedged beneath the lower window frameJason stepped back bewildered but not really surprisedThis was what he had been looking for, the missing piece in the complex puzzle that was the death of Norman Swayne Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 112 Someone had climbed out that window after the shot that blew the general’s skull apart Someone who could not risk being seen going through the front hall or out, the front door Someone who knew the house and the grounds A brutal killer from Medusa (Comment on this)
Friday, December 31st, 2010
1:11 pm	@@@@@I saw in your file that you have the @@@@@I saw in your file that you have the potential for MotherhoodIf you gave yourself to be a Mother, at least all that would not be entirely wastedWhy throw yourself away? Have you considered Motherhood?” I jerked away from her, my face flushing “I'm sorry,” she muttered, her face darkening, too “I have to, Wanderer “Why do you care so much about a few spare humans? Why? How do you justify yourjob anymore? We've won! It's time for you to join society and do something productive!” My questions, my implied accusations, did not ruffle her “Wherever the fringes of their world touch ours there is death She spoke the words peacefully, and for a moment I glimpsed a different person in her faceIt surprised me to realize that she deeply believed in what she didPart of me had supposed that she only chose to seek because she illicitly craved the violence“If even one soul is lost to your Jared or your Jamie, that is one soul too manyUntil there is total peace on this planet, my job will be justifiedAs long as there are Jareds surviving, I am needed to protect our kindAs long as there are Melanies leading souls around by the nose…” I turned my back on her and headed for my apartment with long strides that would force her to run if she wanted to keep up “Don't lose yourself, Wanderer!” she called after me“Time is running out for you!” She paused, then shouted more loudly“Inform me when I'm to start calling you Melanie!” Her voice faded as the space between us grewI knew she would follow at her own paceThis last uncomfortable week–seeing her face in the back of every class, hearing her footsteps behind me on the sidewalk every day–was nothing compared to what was comingShe was going to make my life a misery It felt as if Melanie were bouncing violently against the inner walls of my skull Let's get her cannedTell her higher-ups that she did something unacceptableIt's our word against hers – In a human world,I reminded her, almost sad that I didn't have access to that sort of recoursehere are no higher-ups, in that s (Comment on this)
6:30 am	@@@@@She ached for Rhett's presence, for his @@@@@She ached for Rhett's presence, for his voice, for his loveIf only I'd told him about Cat before it was too late If I'd stayed in CharlestonCat tugged at Scarlett's sleeve"Are you going to eat your Momma? I'll open it for you "Thank you, darling," said Scarlett to her childDon't be a she said to herselfShe smiled at Cat, and at the Earl of What was past was past, and she had to think about the lutL have a suspicion you're going to have another yolk to eat, Scarlett laughedCat said goodbye and ran outdoors after breakfast, but stayed"Bring more coffee," he told the maid, without her"Tell me about your daughter," he said to Scarlett"She only likes the white of the egg," Scarlett answered, to mask her worryWhat should she tell him about Cat's father? Suppose Luke asked his name, how he died, who he wasBut Fenton asked only about Cat "Now old is this remarkable daughter of yours, Scarlett?" Ne professed astonishment when told that Cat was barely four, asked if she was always so self-possessed, if she had always been precocious, if she was very high-strung Scarlett warmed to his genuine interest and talked until her throat was raw about the marvels of Cat O'hara"You should see her on her pony, Luke, she rides better than I do-or you And she climbs everything like a monkeyThe painters had to pluck her off their ladders She knows the woods as well as any fox, and she has a built-in compass, she never gets lost 'Nigh-strung'? There's not a nervous bone in her bodyShe's so fearless that it terrifies me sometimesAnd she never carries on when she gets a bump or a bruise Even when she was a baby she hardly ever cried, and when she started walking, she'd just look surprised when she fell, then got right back up again Of course she's healthy! Didn't you see how straight and strong she is? She eats like a horse, too, and never gets sic (Comment on this)
Thursday, December 30th, 2010
1:03 pm	balenciaga replica,wallet vuitton,Jimmy choo... balenciaga replica,wallet vuitton,Jimmy choo handbag,cartier watches women,gucci men watch@@@@@ "You don't happen to have any of Edgar's art, do you?" "MmmConfession's good for the soul, companero "One sketch," Jack saidHe shuffled his feet, and I thought he was blushingOn the back of an envelopeI 870 fished it out of the trash basket one day "S'okay, but balenciaga replica burn it," I said"Maybe I'll be able to give you another one when all this is over If it ever is, I thought but didn't addYou want a ride back to Big Pink?" "I'll stay here with Wireman," I said, "but I do want to go back to Big Pink first "Don't tell me," Jack said"Jammies wallet vuitton and a toothbrush"Picnic basket and those silver har- " The telephone rang, and we all looked at each otherI think I knew right away that it was bad news; I felt that sinking as my stomach turned into an elevatorI looked at Wireman, but Wireman just looked at me"Brace Jimmy choo handbag yourself, Edgar When someone says something like that, you always try to fasten some kind of mental safety beltMost people don't have one "I got Bozie at home and told him what you said He started asking questions, which was no surprise, but I told him I was in a hurry cartier watches women and didn't have any answers anyway, so - short form - he agreed to do as you asked'For old times' sake,' he said That sinking sensation was getting worse "After that I tried IlseI wasn't sure I'd reach her, but she just got inShe sounded tired, but she's back, and she's gucci men watch ok (Comment on this)
6:22 am	@@@@@ Isn't that nuts?” My mouth half-opened; I @@@@@ Isn't that nuts?” My mouth half-opened; I quickly bit down on my lip Jared leaned forward slowly and took my face between both his hands “Won't you tell me?” My head shook once, fastI wasn't sure who did itWas it me saying won't or Melanie saying can't? His hands tightened under my jawI opened my eyes, and his face was inches away from mine My heart fluttered, my stomach dropped–I tried to breathe, but my lungs did not obey I recognized the intention in his eyes; I knew how he would move, exactly how his lips would feelAnd yet it was so new to me, a first more shocking than any other, as his mouth pressed against mine I think he meant just to touch his lips to mine, to be soft, but things changed when our skin metHis mouth was abruptly hard and rough, his hands trapped my face to his while his lips moved mine in urgent, unfamiliar patternsIt was so different from remembering, so much strongerMy head swam incoherentlyI was no longer in control of it–it was in control of meIt was not Melanie–the body was stronger than either of us nowOur breathing echoed loudly: mine wild and gasping, his fierce, almost a snarl My arms broke free from my controlMy left hand reached for his face, his hair, to wind my fingers in it My right hand was faster Melanie's fist punched his jaw, knocked his face away from mine with a blunt, low soundFlesh against flesh, hard and angry The force of it was not enough to move him far, but he scrambled away from me the instant our lips were no longer connected, gaping with horrorstruck eyes at my horrorstruck expression I stared down at the still-clenched fist, as repulsed as if I'd found a scorpion growing on the end of my armA gasp of revulsion choked its way out of my throatI grabbed the right wrist with my left hand, desperate to keep Melanie from using my body for violence a (Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
1:03 pm	earrings chanel,omega sale,prada tote... earrings chanel,omega sale,prada tote bag,balenciaga city,men wallet gucci@@@@@“What if they were among them to undertake the care of her eldest daughter, a girl now nine years old, of an age to require more attention than her poor mother could possibly give? The trouble and expense of it to them would be nothing, compared with the benevolence of the action Lady Bertram agreed with her instantly“I think we cannot do better,” said she; “let us send for the child Sir Thomas could not give so instantaneous and unqualified a consentHe debated and hesitated;—it was a serious charge;—a girl so brought up must be adequately provided for, or there would be cruelty instead of kindness in taking her from her familyHe 6 Mansfield Park thought of his own four children, of earrings chanel his two sons, of cousins in love, etc—but no sooner had he deliberately begun to state his objections, than MrsNorris interrupted him with a reply to them all, whether stated or not “My dear Sir Thomas, I perfectly comprehend you, and do justice to the generosity and delicacy of your notions, which indeed are quite of a piece with your general conduct; and I entirely agree with you in the main as to the propriety of doing everything one could by way of providing for a child one had in a manner taken into one’s own hands; and I am sure I should be the last person in the world to withhold my mite upon such an occasionHaving no children of my own, who should I look to in any little matter I may omega sale ever have to bestow, but the children of my sisters?—and I am sure MrNorris is too just—but you know I am a woman of few words and professions Do not let us be frightened from a good deed by a trifleGive a girl an education, and introduce her properly into the world, and ten to one but she has the means of settling well, without farther expense to anybodyA niece of ours, Sir Thomas, I may say, or at least ofyours, would not grow up in this neighbourhood without many advantagesI don’t say she would be so handsome as her cousins I dare say she would not; but she would be introduced into the society of this country under such very favourable circumstances as, in all human probability, would prada tote bag get her a creditable establishment You are thinking of your sons—but do not you know that, of all things upon earth, that is the least likely to happen, brought up as they would be, always together like brothers and sisters? It is morally impossibleI never knew an instance of itIt is, in fact, the only sure way of providing against the connexionSuppose her a pretty girl, and seen by Tom or Edmund for the first time seven years hence, and I dare say there would be mischiefThe very idea of her having been suffered to grow up at a distance from us all in poverty and neglect, would be enough to make either of the dear, sweettempered boys in love with herBut breed her up with them from this balenciaga city time, and suppose her even to have the beauty of an angel, and she will never be more to either than a sister “There is a great deal of truth in what you say,” replied Sir Thomas, “and far be it from me to throw any fanciful impediment in 7 Jane Austen the way of a plan which would be so consistent with the relative situations of eachI only meant to observe that it ought not to be lightly engaged in, and that to make it really serviceable to Mrs Price, and creditable to ourselves, we must secure to the child, or consider ourselves engaged to secure to her hereafter, as circumstances may arise, the provision of a gentlewoman, if no such establishment should offer as you are so sanguine in men wallet gucci expec (Comment on this)
6:22 am	ladies omega constellation,louis vuitton... ladies omega constellation,louis vuitton discount,chanel white bag,louis vuitton prices,gold gucci@@@@@ Roth stood still for a moment, his rifle strap chafing his shoulder, and then began looking for the place where he and Minetta were sleeping for the nightMinetta had pulled the blankets over him, and Roth lay down beside him gingerly, and tried to tug them awayAt home he had always insisted on having the sheets tucked in tightly; now with the blankets drawn up over his feet he was miserableEverything seemed wetThe rain kept falling on his exposed legs and ladies omega constellation he became very chilledThe blankets were midway between sopping and damp; they had a musty wet odor which reminded him of the smell of feetHe kept turning over, trying to find an accommodating place on the ground, but it seemed as if a root were always sticking into the small of his backThe drizzle teased him when he pulled the blankets off his faceHe was sweating and shuddering at the same time, and he was convinced he would be sickWhy didn't I tell Brown he louis vuitton discount ought to be glad I stood an extra half hour of guard for him? he asked himself abruptly, and felt frustrated and bitter that he had failed to answer himWait, I'll tell him in the morning, he assured himself angrilyOf the men in the platoon he decided there was not one of them he really likedThey're all stupid, he said to himselfThere wasn't a single one of them who was the least bit friendly to a new man, and he felt a spasm of lonelinessWhen he tried to chanel white bag wriggle his toes, the hopelessness of warming them overwhelmed himHe tried to think of his wife and son and it seemed to him there could be no more perfect life than to return to themHis wife had a soft mothering look now in her eyes, and his son was staring at him with delight and respectHe thought of his son growing up, discussing serious things with him, valuing his opinionThe drizzle tickled his ear, and he pulled the end of the blanket over his head louis vuitton prices againMinetta's body was warm and he huddled toward itHe thought once again of his infant son, and felt a swell of prideHe thinks I'm someone, Roth said to himselfHis eyes closed and he loosed a long whispering sigh, immensely wistful in the soft drizzling night That fuggin Roth, Brown said to himself, falling asleep on guard and maybe getting us all killedNo man's got a right to do something like that; he lets his buddies down and they ain't a worse thing a man gold gucci can (Comment on this)
Monday, December 27th, 2010
1:04 pm	@@@@@ Well, what the hell could he do but send a @@@@@ Well, what the hell could he do but send a platoon up to occupy that empty bivouac? If they were able to do it without difficulty, he would start worrying then about what to do nextA fragile breeze stirred against his face and he thought with longing of the beach and the pleasantly chill ocean water, the palm trees silhouetted against the shoreSomewhere in the jungle miles away from him something was happening to the JapaneseMaybe their G-3 was sitting on the can now too But something was wrong with themThe Jap corpses lately looked skinnierAll these islands were supposed to be blockaded, not getting any supplies, but of course you could never depend on the Navy to tell the truth on thatWhy did he have to make these decisions? He lost track of the minutes listening to the rapt absorptive buzzing of the flies under the latrine boardsOne or two whipped against his naked flanks and he grunted with displeasureThey damn sure needed a new latrine He lifted himself, did a makeshift job with the sodden paper which had become drenched in the night's rainThere ought to be some better way of making a cover for it than to use a NoThe Major tried to think of some other way to keep the paper dryWhat a lazy day it was He got up and stopped off at officers' mess to get a can of iced beer"How're you doin', Major?" one of the cooks askedSomething was bothering him"Oh, yeah, listen, O'Brien, I been gettin' the GIs againYou keeping your pots clean?" "You ought to know, Major He grunted again, looked about under the tent at the empty wooden tables, the benches flanking themThe gray metal officers' dishes were already laid out"You oughtn't to make the setting too early," the Major said"It just lets the flies horse around on them "Okay, do something about it He waited until O'Brien started collecting the plates, and then walked across the bivouac to the operations (Comment on this)
6:23 am	@@@@@No! She can't be dead, she can't @@@@@No! She can't be dead, she can't be Scarlett's head jerked to one side, denying the open grave, the plain pine box being lowered into itThere were small half circle sunk into the soft wood, marks of the hammers that had driven the nails to close the lid above Melanie's gentle, loving, heart-shape faceNo! You can't, you mustn't do this, it's raining, you can't put her there where the rain will fall on herShe feels the cold so, she mustn't be left in the cold rainI can't watch, I can't bear it, I won't believe she's goneShe loves me, she is my friend, my only true friend Melly loves me, she wouldn't leave me now just when I need her most Scarlett looked at the people surrounding the grave, and anger surged through herNone of them care as much as I do, nor of them have lost as much as I haveNo one knows how much I love herMelly knows, though, doesn't she? She knows, I've got to believe she knowsThey'll never believe it, thoughMerriwether, or the Meades or the Whitings or the ElsingsLook at them, bunched around India Wilkes and Ashley, like a flock of wet crows in mourning clothesThey're comforting Aunt Pittypat, all right, though everybody knows she takes on and cries her eyes out ovoe every little thing, down to a piece of toast that gets burntIt wouldn enter their heads that maybe I might be needing some comforting, I was closer to Melanie than any of them They act as if I wasn't even hereNobody has paid any attention to me at allShe knew I was there those awful two days after Melly died, when she needed me to manage thingsThey all did, even India, bleating like a goat"What shall we do about the funeral, Scarlett? About the food for the callers? About the coffin? The pallbearers? The cemetery plot? The inscription on the headstone? The notice in the paper? Now they're leaning all over each other, weeping and wailingWell I won't give them the satisfaction of seeing me cry all by myself wit nobody to lean onIf I start, I might never be able to stopWhen I get to Tara, I can cr (Comment on this)
Sunday, December 26th, 2010
1:14 pm	@@@@@Her hands and fingers moved quickly, @@@@@Her hands and fingers moved quickly, sometimes with a flash of the knife, and bloody bits of membrane fell to the floor beside her feetShe poured more dark fluid between Scarlett's lips, then a colorless one into the horrible wound in her bellyHer cracked humming accompanied the small precise movements as she sewed the wound together"Wrap her in linen then in wool while I wash the babe," she saidHer knife slashed through the ropes binding ScarlettFitzpatrick were finished, the woman returned with Scarlett's baby swaddled in a soft white blanket"The midwife forgot this," the coilleach saidHer chuckle brought an answering throaty sound from the baby, and the infant girl opened her eyesThe blue irises looked like pale tinted rings around the black, unfocused pupils She had long black lashes and two tiny lines for eyebrowsShe was not red and misshapen like most newborns because she had not passed through the birth canalHer tiny nose and ears and mouth and soft pulsing skull were perfectHer olive skin was very dark against the white blanketScarlett struggled towards the voices and the light her sedated mind vaguely perceived something important Firm hands held her head, gentle fingers parted her lips, a cooling sweet liquid bathed her tongue, trickled down her throat, and she slept againThe next time she fought for consciousness she remembered what the question was, the vital, the all-important questionWas it dead? Her hands fumbled to her abdomen, and burning pain leapt at her touch Her teeth bruised her lips, her hands pressed harder, fell awayThere was no kicking, no firm rounded lumpiness that was a questing footScarlett uttered a weak cry of misery, no louder than a mew, and the releasing sweet draught poured into her mouth Throughout her drugged sleep slow weak tears seeped from her closed eyesSemiconscious for the third time, she tried to hold on to the darkness, to stay asleep, to push the world awayBut the pain grew, tore at her, made her move to flee it, and the moving gave it such strength that she whimpered helplesslyThe cool glass vial tipped, and she was f (Comment on this)
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Saturday, December 25th, 2010
1:12 pm	@@@@@People who saw Big Brother when he wasn't @@@@@People who saw Big Brother when he wasn't therePeople who suspected the rest of humanity before the rest of humanity turned dangerousPeople with hiding places ready Jared grins, still study-ing the linesAnd then his voice is heavier“People likemy fatherIf he and my brothers had hidden rather than fought Well, they'd still be here My tone is softer, hearing the pain in his“Okay, I agree with the theoryBut these lines don'tmean anything “Tell me again what he said when he drew them“They were arguing–Uncle Jeb and my dadUncle Jeb was trying to convince him that something was wrong, telling him not to trust anyoneJeb grabbed the photo album from the end table and started… almostcarving the lines into the back cover with a pencilDad got mad, said my mom would be angryJeb said, 'Linda's mom asked you all to come up for a visit, right? Kind of strange, out of the blue? Got a little upset when only Linda would come? Tell you the truth, Trev, I don't think Linda will be minding anything much when she gets backOh, she might act like it, but you'll be able to tell the difference' It didn't make sense at the time, but what he said really upset my dadHe ordered Uncle Jeb out of the house Jeb wouldn't leave at firstKept warning us not to wait until it was too lateHe grabbed my shoulder and pulled me into his side'Don't let 'em get you, honey,' he whisperedStart at the beginning and follow the line (Comment on this)
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Friday, December 24th, 2010
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