chikyblonde's Diaryland Diary
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Boring(Relaxing) Saturday
It's saturday morning (ok, it's noontime) and I don't have anything to do. I don't have a hangover to nurse, the house doesn't need major work, and I'm getting my hair cut at 2.
So i sit here in front of my computer screen, bored, with my cup of coffee and a bagel with peanut butter & banana slices on it.
I think I'm gonna put a bunch of music on my broke mp3 player (it's only broke in that sweat has gotten to the inside and the sound is really crappy when it's loud), go for a jog (that's a joke....i smoke a pack a day...jogging is not gonnna be theraputic for sure), and maybe go for a swim in the river. I live right downtown and we have a jogging trail, a decent park for a small town, and the Roubidoux river which flows into the Gasconade river.
You are the Marquis Da Sade. Even stripped of
exaggerations, Your real life was as dramatic
and as tragic as a cautionary tale. Born to an
ancient and noble house, you were married
(against your wishes) to a middle-class heiress
for money, caused scandals with prostitutes and
with your sister-in-law, thus enraging your
mother-in-law, who had you imprisoned under a
lettre de cachet for 14 years until the
Revolution freed you. Amphibian, protean,
charming, you became a Revolutionary,
miraculously escaping the guillotine during the
Terror, only to be arrested later for
publishing your erotic novels. You spent your
final 12 years in the insane asylum at
Charenton, where you caused another scandal by
directing plays using inmates and professional
actors. You died there in 1814, virtually in
the arms of your teenage mistress.
You are a revolutionary deviant. I applaud you.
Which Imfamous criminal are you?
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12:06 p.m. - June 04, 2005
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