She Likes Coffee and I Like Tea

Finished the Scarlet Pimpernel this morning*, and there 'twas fair better than a duel. One, Percy made Chauvelin CHOKE on his SOUP. Literally. Percy waltzes [or would it be minuets, considering the time period? ;) ] in, and--seeing right through Chauvelin's disguise as a priest--greets him by name, completely throwing the normally insanely cool-headed Chauvelin for a loop.

Two, Percy and Chauvelin then proceeded to play chicken over soup. And Percy won. Thanks to a snuff box filled with pepper.

Having finished this book, I am highly, HIGHLY amused by how much the authoress went out of her way to put as much unadulterated EVIL in the villain Chauvelin as you can fit into such a wee book. Whenever you think there might be some moral ambiguity to his character, oh, don't worry. She'll have him order the beating up of some poor hapless character (...who just so happens to be Percy in disguise, BTW) just to prove you wrong. I'll be damned if the man don't wander the streets of Paris just LOOKING for puppies to kick.


Overall, I thoroughly enjoy this book, and definitely want to go and buckle some swashes with an inane laugh now. But alas, tis only working in the anthropology lab today for this Antonella.



* I went to bed last night at 11, THINKING I was going to get a good night's sleep, when I woke up at 3:30 am. Some tossing and turning later, I said fuck all and got out of bed. Sleep and I. We used to be such chummy pals :(

I'm not doing NEARLY as well on my GRE computer practice tests as I do on the GRE paper tests. There's just something critical getting lost in translation between looking at the screen, my scrap paper, and the screen again. This is worrisome, seeing as my test is at 1 p.m. this Saturday. With that said, if you don't hear from me, I'm not dead, I'm allowing this GRE practice stuff consume my soul.

*SSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLL......*

For something competely different, so that I can take my mind off of all this misery for a bit, it is a damned good thing I never realized in high school how awesome some of the songs are from "The Scarlet Pimpernel". They are INSANELY ADDICTIVE. My Musical-Theater-Singing Tourette Sydrome (MTSTS)'s would have really been heniously annoying if I had had "The Riddle", or "Falcon in the Dive", or "The Creation of Man"* under my belt.

On that note...if anyone, oh, HAS "The Creation of Man", and would like to make me squee like a fangirl who's run out of Ritalin and get to call dibs on picking the middle name for my second born--all these things could be YOURS, if you only pass the song along to me ^_^

EDIT: So, the middle name of my second born will now be "Nathaniel" thanks to mosellegreen's quick acting.