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Eehee. I am Jack's Mom and Stephan is Narrator/Mysterious Man. We are happy.
HSC was decent; people are getting it slowly. I came back to Stephan's house to keep Bryan from being lonely. We watched some Fry and Laurie, which Bryan seemed to appreciate, especially the Lovely monologue (which Stephan and Ben transcribed yesterday; under the cut below). But then he went to bed. And then the cast list came. And now we are happy.
I think it was Donald Mainstock, the great amateur squash player, who pointed out how lovely I was. Until that time I think it was safe to say that I’d never really been aware of my own timeless brand of loveliness. But his words spoke to me, because you see, I am lovely in a fluffy, moist kind of a way. […otherwise] I walk – let’s be splendid about this – in a lightly scented cloud of gorgeousness that [isn’t far from] being quite simply terrific. The secret to smooth, almost shiny loveliness of the order of which we’re discussing in this, simple, frank, creamy-soft way, doesn’t reside in oils, unguents, balms, ointments, creams, astringents, milks, moisturizers, liniments, lubricants, imbrications, or balsams - to be rather divine for just one noble moment – it resides (and I mean this in a pink, slightly special way) in one’s attitude of mind. To be gorgeous and high and true and fine and fluffy and moist and sticky and lovely, all you have to do is to believe that one is gorgeous and high and true and fine and fluffy and moist and sticky and lovely and I believe it of myself, tremulously at first and then with mounting heat and passion because – stopping off for a second to be super again – I am so often told it. That’s the secret really.
HSC was decent; people are getting it slowly. I came back to Stephan's house to keep Bryan from being lonely. We watched some Fry and Laurie, which Bryan seemed to appreciate, especially the Lovely monologue (which Stephan and Ben transcribed yesterday; under the cut below). But then he went to bed. And then the cast list came. And now we are happy.
I think it was Donald Mainstock, the great amateur squash player, who pointed out how lovely I was. Until that time I think it was safe to say that I’d never really been aware of my own timeless brand of loveliness. But his words spoke to me, because you see, I am lovely in a fluffy, moist kind of a way. […otherwise] I walk – let’s be splendid about this – in a lightly scented cloud of gorgeousness that [isn’t far from] being quite simply terrific. The secret to smooth, almost shiny loveliness of the order of which we’re discussing in this, simple, frank, creamy-soft way, doesn’t reside in oils, unguents, balms, ointments, creams, astringents, milks, moisturizers, liniments, lubricants, imbrications, or balsams - to be rather divine for just one noble moment – it resides (and I mean this in a pink, slightly special way) in one’s attitude of mind. To be gorgeous and high and true and fine and fluffy and moist and sticky and lovely, all you have to do is to believe that one is gorgeous and high and true and fine and fluffy and moist and sticky and lovely and I believe it of myself, tremulously at first and then with mounting heat and passion because – stopping off for a second to be super again – I am so often told it. That’s the secret really.