I realised, while reading the post of a friend's, that some people may not know who Lilith is. Apart from being me ;) she is a legendary female. She was, supposedly, Adam's first wife. She left him and the garden of Eden after he tried to force her to have sex with him in a subordinate position. Hey, that's what I'd do. Stupid men and their stupid idiocy...
Aaaaanywho, she went off, became a demon, sometimes refered to as the first vampire (and you know how much I love vampires, Integrity). Oh yeah, and she kills men. If you've seen Buffy the Vampire Slayer, she's like Anya. Except prettier. And more seductive. And blond.
And she deals with men directly, unlike Anya who goes to the women the men have scorned. She goes to men who are evil and deserve punishment (and, as Anya points out, they all deserve it) and kills them. Yay!
Now this may seem really awkward, because of all the poems I write about love. And it is. I can't explain it. I love and I hate. All men are evil and I want them all to die and I'm so desperately trying to find love. GAH!!! (I feel a tangent coming on...) I almost forgot to put Peter's link up!!! (tangents always come in twos...) And I really need to write a post on my feelings on love, or rather go into more depth on it. (but what if one of the tangents gets lonely...) my mom is trying to physically remove me from her comp. (...then the other one gets lonely too...) I want to know how many people have read all my poems. I know they're not lit bricks (you know what I'm talking about, Peter!!) and fairly easy to read, but I just wanna know... (tangents are famous for crashing parties...) Omfg, my mom's $10 keyboard is being a pain in the behind!! I used to be able to type without looking at the keys, but all her keys are sticky and in different places and letterless. Grr. (the tangent that crashed the party brought a date...) I went to the Dickens' Fair and bought oodles of uber cool stuff, but I can't tell you what I bought because it's for the majority of people reading this for Yule presents. (the date's husband has arrived...) I'm gonna audition for the play!! Sweet Charity. I've heard of it, but just the name, nothing else. Peter, you will have to fill me in. And I have no dance skills. Well, I can kinda get my groove on... But people usually run and hide when I do...
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You're auditioning? Wonderful! And don't worry about lack of dance experience; I don't have any either. Well, a little, but not of the sort that would be of any use in a late 60s musical.
Sweet Charity is about a dance hall hostess (read: hooker) named Charity who has a history of becoming attached to men who then run off on her. She, naturally, wants to get out of her job, and eventually leaves. While trying (and failing) to find a job, she meets a man named Oscar. The two of them start going out together and eventually fall in love. They decide to get married, but when Oscar sees the world Charity came from he decides he can't go through with it and leaves Charity again. I'm sure I missed a lot; it's a long play; but Wikipedia can pick up the slack.
I can sort of understand what you mean about men, considering some of your poems...come to think of it, some of what you've written reminds me of Sweet Charity, particularly the line about hating men but wanting so desperately to find love.
You'll have to let us know how the tangent party ended. :) Did the date's husband get into a fight with the first tangent. Did the date leave her husband? Could any of the tangents overcome their loneliness?
Well, you see, they all eventually ended up in a bar where a fight broke out and then Random killed them all with various large blunt objects. ;)
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