...considerably calmer than before. I have other fish to fry right now as far as my energy/care is concerned, namely finding more work - getting enough sleep - reading some of the ton of books (I take some home each weekend and I'm still not done) - and so on...

...and speaking of books, was anyone out there waiting for a new translation of the Aeneid? Anyone? (Sound of crickets chirping, sight of tumbleweed blowing across the floor...) Well, there's a new one by Robert Fagles and while the people who need to read it probably still won't read it, I can't say it enough: an awful lot of Western civilization comes out of this book and a decent long movie could be made of it, if anyone could be bothered (war; doomed romance; good ol' male bonding; a mysterious half-human/half-god hero; ghosts; prophecies; cold-blooded revenge; Troy burning down; slo-mo violence [starts here folks]; and it's all good pagan fun as well, though very pro-family...)...anyway, it's an underrated book and the usual tug of war between pro-empire and anti-empire add a certain...something to it, especially these days...

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Oh, I miss my home. I woke up wanting to cry this morning, and I'd rather be there for Guy Fawkes than here for Halloween, but, but...things look good for a birthday flight overnight in January, and I must work hard to make that happen...but it will, I know it will...I saw Blair and then Brown on tv yesterday and felt a tug, a new tug, of homesickness...I will always be an American but my home is with Marcello now and while I love it here right now (it would be awful if I didn't - nothing would get done & I need all the energy I can get) I am always with him and wishing I was with him...(fridayfilms, I know you understand!)