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Oct. 31st, 2004
I'm doin' cartwheels
Oct. 31st, 2004 12:46 amI, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
joncwriter to hearby proclaim and declare that I do, in fact, love emmalyon.
Please note this for your future reference, and I thank you for you time.
That is all.
Oh, except this:
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
And of course this:
WOOOO-HOODY-FREAKIN'-HOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(note to H58 and Lynxie: Commence gloating.....NOW. I don't flippin' care.)
joncwriter to hearby proclaim and declare that I do, in fact, love emmalyon.Please note this for your future reference, and I thank you for you time.
That is all.
Oh, except this:
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
And of course this:
WOOOO-HOODY-FREAKIN'-HOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(note to H58 and Lynxie: Commence gloating.....NOW. I don't flippin' care.)
Ganked from http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Theater/9257/gwhexcerpts.html ...
This is what was going through my head during Game 4 of the World Series, whenemmalyon and I spent the entire evening IMing...
(from the movie Good Will Hunting)
WILL: Do you ever wonder what your life would be like if you never met your wife?
SEAN: What? Do I wonder if I'd be better off if I never met my wife?
[Will starts to clarify his question].
SEAN (cont'd): No, that's okay. It's an important question. 'Cause you'll have your bad times, which wake you up to the good stuff you weren't paying attention to. And you can fail, as long as you're trying hard. But there's nothing worse than regret.
WILL: You don't regret meetin' your wife?
SEAN: Why? Because of the pain I feel now? I have regrets Will, but I don't regret a single day I spent with her.
WILL: When did you know she was the one?
SEAN: October 21, 1975.
WILL: You know the f---ing date?
SEAN: Sure, it was game six of the World Series. Biggest game in Red Sox history. Me and my friends slept out on the sidewalk all night to get tickets.
WILL: You got tickets?!?!
SEAN: We were sitting in a bar waiting for the game to start and in walks this girl. What a game that was. Tie game in the bottom of the tenth inning, in steps Carlton Fisk, hit a long fly ball down the left field line. Thirty-five thousand fans on their feet, screamin' at the ball to stay fair. Fisk is runnin' up the baseline, wavin' at the ball like a madman. It hits the foul pole, home run. Thirty-five thousand people rushed the field.
WILL: You rushed the field?
SEAN: No, I wasn't there.
WILL: What? Where were you?
SEAN: I was havin' a drink with my future wife.
WILL: You missed Pudge Fisk's homerun to have a drink with a woman you had never met?
SEAN: That's right.
WILL: So wait a minute. The Red Sox haven't won a World Series since nineteen eighteen, you slept out for tickets, games gonna start in twenty minutes, in walks a girl you never seen before, and you give your ticket away?
SEAN: You should have seen this girl. She lit up the room.
WILL: I don't care if Helen of Troy walked into that bar! That's game six of the World Series!
[Sean smiles].
WILL (cont'd): And what kind of friends are these? They let you get away with that?
SEAN: I just slid my ticket across the table and said "sorry fellas, I gotta go see about a girl."
WILL: (laughs) "I gotta go see about a girl"? What did they say?
SEAN: They could see that I meant it.
WILL: You're kiddin' me.
SEAN: No Will, I'm not kiddin' you. If I had gone to see that game I'd be in here talkin' about a girl I saw at a bar twenty years ago. And how I always regretted not goin' over there and talkin' to her. I don't regret the eighteen years we were married. I don't regret givin' up couseling for six years when she got sick. I don't regret being by her side for the last two years when things got real bad. And I sure as hell don't regret missing
that da-- game.
[A beat. Will is impressed].
WILL: Would have been nice to catch that game though.
SEAN (breaking): Well hell, I didn't know Pudge was gonna hit the home run.
[They laugh].
emmalyon, you rock.
This is what was going through my head during Game 4 of the World Series, when
emmalyon and I spent the entire evening IMing...(from the movie Good Will Hunting)
WILL: Do you ever wonder what your life would be like if you never met your wife?
SEAN: What? Do I wonder if I'd be better off if I never met my wife?
[Will starts to clarify his question].
SEAN (cont'd): No, that's okay. It's an important question. 'Cause you'll have your bad times, which wake you up to the good stuff you weren't paying attention to. And you can fail, as long as you're trying hard. But there's nothing worse than regret.
WILL: You don't regret meetin' your wife?
SEAN: Why? Because of the pain I feel now? I have regrets Will, but I don't regret a single day I spent with her.
WILL: When did you know she was the one?
SEAN: October 21, 1975.
WILL: You know the f---ing date?
SEAN: Sure, it was game six of the World Series. Biggest game in Red Sox history. Me and my friends slept out on the sidewalk all night to get tickets.
WILL: You got tickets?!?!
SEAN: We were sitting in a bar waiting for the game to start and in walks this girl. What a game that was. Tie game in the bottom of the tenth inning, in steps Carlton Fisk, hit a long fly ball down the left field line. Thirty-five thousand fans on their feet, screamin' at the ball to stay fair. Fisk is runnin' up the baseline, wavin' at the ball like a madman. It hits the foul pole, home run. Thirty-five thousand people rushed the field.
WILL: You rushed the field?
SEAN: No, I wasn't there.
WILL: What? Where were you?
SEAN: I was havin' a drink with my future wife.
WILL: You missed Pudge Fisk's homerun to have a drink with a woman you had never met?
SEAN: That's right.
WILL: So wait a minute. The Red Sox haven't won a World Series since nineteen eighteen, you slept out for tickets, games gonna start in twenty minutes, in walks a girl you never seen before, and you give your ticket away?
SEAN: You should have seen this girl. She lit up the room.
WILL: I don't care if Helen of Troy walked into that bar! That's game six of the World Series!
[Sean smiles].
WILL (cont'd): And what kind of friends are these? They let you get away with that?
SEAN: I just slid my ticket across the table and said "sorry fellas, I gotta go see about a girl."
WILL: (laughs) "I gotta go see about a girl"? What did they say?
SEAN: They could see that I meant it.
WILL: You're kiddin' me.
SEAN: No Will, I'm not kiddin' you. If I had gone to see that game I'd be in here talkin' about a girl I saw at a bar twenty years ago. And how I always regretted not goin' over there and talkin' to her. I don't regret the eighteen years we were married. I don't regret givin' up couseling for six years when she got sick. I don't regret being by her side for the last two years when things got real bad. And I sure as hell don't regret missing
that da-- game.
[A beat. Will is impressed].
WILL: Would have been nice to catch that game though.
SEAN (breaking): Well hell, I didn't know Pudge was gonna hit the home run.
[They laugh].
emmalyon, you rock.