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Monday, April 7, 2008

Well. That was it. My ten days of not having my parents around. They're about to end in an hour or two.

Pity. I was rather enjoying myself. It's really cool, to be able to sit in the living room and have a cup of iced milo without anyone around to bother me. Also, I would get to occupy just about anywhere in the house. And I didn't have to check my hair in the mirror after my showers. Also I could stretch out on the couch and not worry about taking up space that other people might want to use. Plus I could read the papers at my own leisure, lounge around and be as messy as I liked, and make those awesome domino thingies all over the place!

Okay I only tried to do that last one. I wasn't very patient, so it didn't go very far. Also I didn't have enough dominos to create any real effect.

I must buy more dominos. In fact, everyone go buy a bunch of dominos. Then we can have a great domino party one day, somewhere. I'm already drawing up a mental sketch of what it's going to look like...


Anyway, life as I know it will be different. I visited Breadtalk again today, and they were still void of donuts. It was as if the god of donuts himself took a vacation. Gah. This is sad.

Aaaanyway, I'm going to wake up tomorrow and find my parents at home. Or I'm going to meet them soon before I go to sleep. Hm.

Also I seem to be having writer's block again. So I'll just give everyone another Greek myth.

The Story of Oedipus

Laius, the King of Thebes, is distressed over his lack of a

child. He consults the oracle of Apollo at Delphi, which informs

him that any child born to his wife, Jocaste, shall become his

murderer.

Nevertheless, a boy is born to the couple. Laius takes the

baby, pierces his feet and binds them together, and exposes him

on a mountainside. A shepherd finds the baby, names him

Oedipus (“swollen-foot”), and takes him to Corinth and King

Polybus and Queen Merope who, childless themselves, adopt

the infant as their own.

As a young man, Oedipus is taunted for not looking like

his parents (Polybus and Merope). Unsatisfied by their

assurances, he goes to Delphi to find the truth. “Away from this

holy place, you wretch!” cries the priestess. “You will kill your

father and marry your mother!”

To avoid this horrible fate, Oedipus leaves immediately in

the opposite direction from Corinth. On the way he meets a

man in a chariot on a narrow road. They argue, and Oedipus

kills the man. Approaching Thebes, Oedipus meets the Sphinx:

a monster with a woman’s head, a lion’s body, a serpent’s tail,

and an eagle’s wings. The Sphinx is plaguing Thebes at the

request of Hera, in revenge for a crime of Laius’s. She asks any

passer-by her riddle, and a wrong answer means the unlucky

passer-by becomes lunch. Her riddle: “What being, with only

one voice, has sometimes two feet, sometimes three, sometimes

four, and is weakest when it has the most?” Oedipus answers

correctly; the Sphinx throws herself off a cliff. The Thebans

gratefully proclaim Oedipus king; he marries Jocaste, and rules

happily for many years, raising a family of four children.

A plague descends on Thebes. Asked for advice, the

Delphic oracle says, “Expel the murderer of Laius!” Oedipus

pronounces a curse on the murderer, and promises to banish

him as soon as he is found. From the prophet Tiresias and

others he soon finds the truth. Jocaste hangs herself; Oedipus

puts his eyes out and is sent into exile.

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