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selvepnea · 5 months
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Depending on how big the closet is, keeping BiBi in a enclosed space might be a good idea while you wait for the vet appointment so that you know where he is and can get to him easily. Some cats like to hide when sick or injured, or just plain upset/scared.
Since it sounds like diarrhea, make sure he has water and/or wet food so he doesn't get dehydrated. And if you can fit his litter box in there cats like things that smell like themselves.
I hope any of this helps!
I ended up doing something similar! I was a little worried if he would be more adverse to eating sine I was moving his food so far, but he seems to be eating ok still.
Funny thing, when I checked on him in the morning he was pretty clean, but the closet was a mess when I got home ^^"
Turns out he got some sort of parasite? I think? (I was too tired to ask too many questions :( ) so I've got about a week's worth of medicine before his stools start firming up again u_u
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leftonraed · 4 years
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The Night We Met - Episode 4
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pairing : Taehyung x OC genre : bodyguard!au, singleparent!au, idol!au   word count : 2.3k summary — Taehyung decides to take some time off. warning : mention of blood Prologue | ep.1 | ep.2 | ep.3 | ep.4 | ep.5 | ep.6 | ep.7 
You glance at the rearview mirror when you hear Hina grunt.
“Hina, are you hungry?” Taehyung’s looking down at her when she doesn’t stop wriggling in her car seat.
She nods with a small frown, now sprawled, her body pulling down on the belts preventing her from falling off.
“We’re almost there. Wait a little bit.”
“Let’s get you bac-”
Hina squeals again louder in annoyance when Hwiin moves her arms closer to her.
“Hina, look out! Can you see the sea?” You promptly say, trying to distract her.
It seems to work as the little girl stretches her neck towards the window with round eyes to get a glimpse of the ocean. She struggles a bit, pushing on her arms to have her body back on her seat behind Taehyung’s back who marvels just as much at the beautiful sight. Hwiin’s subtle glare goes unnoticed by you, eyes going back and forth between the road and the gps not to to miss the destination.
“We’ve arrived!”
The lunch passes by uneventfully. Everyone was relieved to finally see Hina in a better mood. Taehyung didn’t say it but he was almost calling his holiday idea into question but he knew it’d do them both good. Hwiin was invited out of courtesy and something told you she accepted despite her busy schedule solely because she knew you’d be there as well. You weren’t given a choice unlike her but you surely didn’t mind going with them.
You walk out the restaurant, en route to the lodging he had reserved for five days. Taehyung asked if he could drive. Hwiin opens the passenger side. She hasn’t said a word the whole time you ate. Thrilled Hina pulls on your hand to have you ride with her. The car drives away.
“You don’t look very good, are you alright?” He observes after a while, giving his manager quick glances.
His manager is holding her stomach, unable to hide her uneasiness anymore. “I think I must have indigestion or something.”
No one says anything for a while, only Hwiin can be heard whimpering, earning worried looks from Taehyung.
He pulls over in the garage you opened after stepping out of the car. You take care of helping Hina out of her seat and take some of the luggages on your way to the house.
“Maybe… Coming here wasn’t a very good idea?” She tries softly while massaging her stomach.
In a tricky position, Taehyung scratches the back of his head and looks for words. Hina walks by and crashes herself against his leg, tightening her arms around. He smiles down at her. You keep walking back and forth the house and the car, half-listening to them.
“I can’t cancel this. I promised Hina.” He starts, more embarrassed than he should be. “I really think it’ll do us good.”
Hwiin glances at you at the same time you look at her. She averts her eyes to gaze back at him. She knew she’d ruin their days off by staying, he’d definitely feel bad about her not taking part and at the same time, she’s bothered by the thought of you having him all to yourself. Not that you share that thought but she definitely does.
You walk by at the same time he says, “I don’t want you to go back by yourself.” It makes you roll your eyes.
“I know,” she smiles, his words warming her up.
“A taxi’s on the way!” You blurt out, pushing the phone you’re holding in her face as evidence.
Taehyung frowns a little surprised,“when did you take my phone?”
“You left it in the car,” you smile sweetly and hand him back the device.
“I guess I’m not wanted anymore,” she glares at your back.
He shakes his hands, not wanting her to misunderstand. “I’ll wait with you.” He quickly intejects.
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You’re in the middle of your washing when you hear some commotion outside. You keep your ears open but don’t hear anything worth worrying about, thinking the two of them must be playing together.
A heavy thud is heard right after and this time, you hear Taehyung shouting something to you but you don’t understand.  
“Why are you being so noisy? I’m trying to relax.” You frown while soaping yourself.
Hina shrieks so loud it makes your blood curdle. You frown at the door in shock.
You jump out the tub, catching hold of the furniture to prevent yourself from losing balance and fling the door open. Something hits it hard on the other side.
“Hina?!”
The little girl squeals again at your sight, delighted. You crouch at her height taking her in your arms.
“Are you hurt? Why did you scream?”
You fall back on your bottom under her weight when she hugs your neck as you’re still ensuring she is all right. She points at the door with a toothy grin. “Taetae! Scawy!”
“Huh?” You look at the door that slowly swings back just now to close and reveals a shocked Taehyung on all fours. His head pounds with pain from the unexpected blow.
You watch him, taken aback, while he sits back and brings a hand to his nose. “Ow… Why did-”
His eyes get so big you think they’d burst out of their socket. He can’t help but gape at your body solely wrapped in a short towel, some of the white suds slowly sliding down your wet legs and arms. His mouth moves but no sound comes out.
“Are you okay?” You worry earnestly.
The only thing hiding her- If Hina wasn’t there-, he thinks while staring at Hina’s legs between yours.
“Y-you have a nose bleed.”
“Hm?” His fingers get stained when he touches above his mouth. He covers his nose so Hina doesn’t have to see and complains, voice muffled. “Why did you open the door like that?”
“I heard her screaming. What’s happening?”
“It was supposed to be a joke.”
You frown, even more worried. “You seriously need to work on your sense of humor.”
He mumbles a response but you don’t listen to him as you look at Hina, “wanna come take a bath with me? With lots of bubbles?”
She nods smartly at the sound of bubbles and you both leave bleeding Taehyung behind.
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Taehyung ends his call with his parents and thumbs answers to the couple of texts he just received while walking back inside. Sliding the window door tightly shut, he thinks the house sounds quiet, too quiet, especially when Hina spent the past hour running and screaming around. It stirs his curiosity up.
He walks in the living-room but the T.V is switched off and no one’s inside. That’s only when he reaches the corridor that he’s able to hear a singing voice. He follows the soft sound and it brings him to the bedroom he shares with Hina.
The door doesn’t make a sound when he opens it and sees you with your back turned to him. It’s almost completely dark inside but he can make you out holding Hina in your arms. The sight makes him swoon and he’s not quite sure what has his heart clenching so hard.
Now aware of his presence, your singing turns into soft hummings out of self-consciousness and you don’t look away from the peaceful face of the angel snuggling against you.
Taehyung walks close by to peak at his niece’s face. The silence you linger in is comforting in many ways.
A loving, fatherly smile naturally adorns his face shortly before surprise furrows his brows when he gets a whiff of your enticing smell.
With a tilt of his head, he lets it drag him along your shoulder where it’s subtle on your skin then it gets heady at your nape and hair, mingling touches of rose, jasmine and grapefruit. He closes his eyes, daring to close the tiny distance between you to let the tip of his nose brush your strands.
He snaps himself out before you notice him and slides a little to the side to look one last time at Hina, his mind fuzzy with an old memory —
“Wow, you’ve grown so much,” marvels Taehyung as he watches eleven-month-old Hina wobble on her tiny feet as she focuses on balancing her weight to stand up.
“Yesterday, she even walked by herself.” He hears his brother brag from the kitchen.
“Can you come to me, Hina?” Taehyung moves his hands to prompt her.
Her mother says softly, with a smile, “go to your uncle, baby.”  
Hina positions him and carefully makes a first step forward, then a second and a third. There’s not much left of a distance before she can grab onto one of his fingers. Her foot trips and almost makes her fall but she manages to stop herself and make another step closer to him with their encouragement.
“That’s it, that’s it. A little bit more.”
She catches the loving smile he addresses her, deconcentrating her and she automatically goes into an all-four position and crawls to his knees.
“Good girl,” chuckles Taehyung as he holds her against his chest, kissing her fluffy cheek and making her smile.
A while later, Taehyung walks upstairs to wash himself.
“The towels are in the second drawer. Don’t hesitate if you need anything.” His brother’s wife says before closing the door.
“Thank you.” Taehyung settles his clean clothes on a shelve nearby and starts undressing.
The bathroom is quickly filled with steam from the shower. Taehyung shakes his bottle of shower gel.
“Hmmm,” he pouts upset when he can’t get anything from the empty container. He eventually gives in and throws it in the bin from his position, turns around and starts reading the plethora of bottles aligned on the shelves. Wondering how his brother gets his bearings. He picks one that reads - Eau du soir.
“Ge- gel- p-parfum-” He stutters, trying to decipher the foreign language. “Do-douz- douche, ba…” He gives up and squirts some of the liquid on his hand. Citrus and floral scents fill in his nose and the air around him. “That must be it.”
After he steps out, he roughly dries his hair and puts on his shirt. He hears some noise on the other side of the door and carefully opens it after he’s finished dressing up.
He’s welcomed with the toothless smile of his niece, craning her neck up to gaze happily at him.
“What are you doing here, small bean?” He grins, caught out.
He notices his sister-in-law not far, watching her. “She can’t get enough of you once you’re here.” She smiles as he lowers to hold her in his arms. Her head naturally snuggles in his chest, still warm from his shower and scented comfortingly. “She was missing you.”
He blindly watches you slowly settling her in the middle of the bed. She stirs and almost wakes up. You naturally decide to lie down right next to her, softly patting her back to get her back asleep.
Taehyung sits down by her side.
“Hm-” He hesitates when he’s caught you out of the corner of his eye, “are you- You’re shaking…”
You look up at him and he’s able to make out the glare you’re sending him.
“You surely must be the only person in the world to have AC on in the middle of winter,” you whisper-shout trying to stop the trembling of your lips.
“Huh? Not even true. It’s the only way I can go to sleep.” He frowns in the same childish tone and carries on, lifting his forefinger to point at your figure. “Besides, you’re the one walking around in underwear.”
“It’s a sleepwear.” You dispute to have the last word.
He mumbles to himself, “liar.”
“We can find common ground…” He looks back at you as you carefully shifts Hina closer to him and yourself to her. You notice his gaze lingering on the curve of your hips when you hike your naked thigh up slightly. “Come lie down behind me.”
His heart jumps in his chest and soon, the room feels warmer despite the steady whirring of the air conditioning.
His mouth is dry. “Wha-?”
“I don’t want to wake her up and you won’t turn it off, so come to bed this way my heat fortress will be complete and I’ll be able to go to sleep.”
“He-heat fortress?” He stands up.
“Hm-hm. Hina’s the first wall. You’re the second one.”
Taehyung brings a hand to his chest thudding hard. “I-I don’t think it’s-”
“I could leave,” you raise yourself on your elbow. “but Hina might wake up and-”
His words are barely audible but you freeze the second you hear them. He’s standing in front of the window. The sky is clear tonight and the light of the moon framing his build emphasizes his height above you. His hair hides his eyes.
“Don’t- Go…”
You gaze up, a little dazed. You can’t remember hearing his voice this low before.
He walks around the bed in silence and sits down. You watch him quietly, a little amused as he hovers your body, giving you a sample of his pleasant scent while grabbing the cover.
You keep a close watch on him over your shoulder, taken aback when he suddenly tucks the thick cover tightly around you.
“Uh- What are you doing?” You ask out of breath.
“Taking precautions.”
You aren’t sure who he's targeting but you can feel yourself already warming up comfortably and dozing.
It’s been around fifteen minutes since Taehyung heard your first silent snores and he still can’t feel a bit of drowsiness, too aware of your close, lightly dressed presence. The night will be long.
A heavy sigh escapes him, it’s simply not working. He’s trying to calm himself, forcing his eyes closed and not making a big deal out of it but it’s difficult. He’s the one who stopped you from leaving and he can always go sleep in your room but something has him desiring you right here, by his side.
He hears you shift and freezes when he feels your arm moving up his chest. His eyes naturally look for your face and find it turned in his direction, peaceful. His hand goes to grab you and surprises him when you close your fingers around.
He doesn’t move and stares softly at you, as if he’d find any kind of answers.
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romanticrising · 4 years
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Unconditionally (Thinking of You Part 2)// JJ Maybank x Reader
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Read Part 1 here
Summary: basically just a continuation of part 1
Requests are open so ask away
Warnings: Smut (wrap it before you tap it; birth control doesn’t prevent STDs), smoking weed, swearing
Several days passed after my early morning rendezvous on the beach with JJ. I wrestled back and forth with my better judgement, trying to convince myself that telling Michael wouldn’t be a good idea. In the end, I realized it didn’t matter how he took it because either way our relationship had to end. It would always be JJ. He was my better half in every single way. Where I was too cautious, he was carefree and impulsive, occasionally to a fault, but that was what I loved about him. Come to think of it, there wasn’t a single thing I didn’t love about JJ.
The morning after I called it off with Michael— technically, it was mutual but I digress— I went by JJ’s place. He gave me a cold shoulder for a bit while I followed him around, trying to apologize, before finally agreeing to let me take him out into the marsh on the HMS Pogue. I dropped the anchor in our old favorite spot and lit up a blunt while he pretended to ignore me. I sat down beside him and held it out to him as a peace offering. He took it after a moment and sighed, letting the smoke curl out of his lips. 
“JJ, I’m sorry,” I said.
“You said that already,” he said off-handedly. I looked over at him. His head was thrown back, his lips slightly parted, joint hanging loosely from his fingertips.
“I shouldn’t have left. Everything was telling me to stay, but I—”
“Why?”
It was the first time he’d looked directly at me since I’d gotten to his place that morning. “Why what?”
“Why did you leave me? Do you know how shitty that feels? I haven’t thought about anything but you since we broke up and after everything on the beach I thought you’d finally come back. And then you left me. Even I stick around for a bit after I fuck a tourist. That was low.”
I reached for his hand but he pulled it away, scoffing. “I shouldn’t have left.” I repeated. I didn’t know what to say.
“Yeah, I know. You’ve told me all morning how sorry you are.”
“JJ, I don’t know how to convince you how sorry I am. I haven’t slept since then. I—”
He interrupted me again. “Are you still dating that Kook?”
I sputtered, lost for words. “No, we broke up.”
“When?”
“Yesterday.”
“Wow, so I’m your rebound.”
“No, I’ve been trying to tell you: we broke up because I finally grew a pair and realized I love you. We broke up because I’ll only ever love you and it was pointless for me to be with anyone else.”
“Too little, too late.” He stood to leave. I jumped to my feet and grabbed his hand. 
“Please. How do I prove it to you? JJ, it’s only ever been you. Since before I can remember, it’s been you and me, best friends until we were more. I’m sorry I left you on the beach; I should have stayed. Hindsight is 20/20, right? Well I know that now.
“Remember when we snuck out of my house and took the boat out here, and we got super high and you finally told me you liked me? That was the best day of my life. You were all of my firsts: first kiss, first time, first love, first heartbreak. You were the first person to not laugh at me for crying at Finding Nemo, and yes, that’s stupid but I remember it. I remember it because it was you. Do you know how many guys asked me to the dance in middle school? At least three, and I rejected them all because I only wanted you to take me. And then you asked that stupid girl— I forget her name— and I cried so hard I ran out of tears and it took John B showing up with flowers and a chocolate cupcake to convince me to go.”
JJ stared at me for a second. “You remember that?”
“Of course I remember that! JJ, I’ve loved you for the better part of my life. I’m sorry. For everything. For letting my mom shit talk you the way she did that time, and for getting so mad at you when—”
“Shut up,” JJ moved forward, cupping my face in both his hands. He captured my lips with his, moving his mouth against mine with practiced ease. It was like everything that had ever been wrong was fixed. Stars could collide and set the world on fire and we would never know it. We were alone in our world, complete in each other like we’d never been before. I kissed him back like I’d lose him if I didn’t. He held me tightly against him, one hand fisted in my hair, the other resting on my lower back under my shirt. Our weed had fallen to the floor somewhere, forgotten. I couldn’t bare to let him break the kiss, but even still we realized at some point we would need air and pulled away. 
He rested his forehead against mine, breathing heavily. I could taste the marijuana smoke on his breath. His eyes were still closed and it took him a moment to open them.
“You wanna know what I remember?” His voice was raspy and stirred something in my chest I’d only ever felt with him. I slowly ran my hands through his hair, pulling his mouth down so it was mere inches from mine. He made a sound between a growl and a moan and kissed me hungrily. After a moment, when kissing started to lead to more, we broke apart. 
“What do you remember?” I asked.
“I remember when you showed up to that stupid middle school dance with John B, in your favorite blue jeans and your dad’s old shirt with the tear in the side from when we got stuck in the bushes running from the cops. I knew you’d been crying, but John B had helped you put on some lip gloss and fix your hair and you looked so beautiful I felt stupid for not asking you instead.”
I struggled to regain focus as ran his thumb over my bottom lip. My lips parted involuntary at his action and he watched me through half-lidded eyes as I followed the motion of his fingers.
“Why didn’t you ask me?”
“Because I was worried if I did you’d figure out I liked you.” We kissed again, this time slow and passionate. His lips tasted better than any candy I’d ever known. My heart pounded as if it was trying to burst out of my chest and join with his. He pressed his body closer to mine so we were flush against each other. All I could feel was him. 
We parted all too soon and he sat down at the front of the boat on the cushions there. I sunk down next to him, curling myself into his side as he wrapped his arm around me.
“I’m still mad at you for leaving me,” he murmured, kissing the back of my hand. I swung my legs around so they laid across his lap and leaned up to kiss him. I couldn’t get enough of him. Something felt different between us now. Our love had always felt timeless but now we felt mature, like we’d weathered a hundred storms. I guess that’s what happens when you’re meant to be with someone. You’re like the rigged games at a fair: as many times as you knock one of those pegs down, they still keep coming back up. 
“I’m very sorry,” I said, puckering my lips teasingly and closing my eyes while he tilted my head up toward him.
He chuckled, pecking my lips. “I’m only going to forgive you because I love you.”
I smiled, staring into his eyes. God, I could drown in those baby blues. “I love you too.”
Clutching at his waist, I pulled him closer to me and kissed him hard, wishing my lips could convey how much I’d missed him and how much I loved him. Words could only do so much. 
When I pulled on the hem of his T-shirt, he got the message and tugged it off over his head. I reconnected our lips as soon as his shirt was off, running my hands down his chest. I moved my legs again, this time to straddle his lap and roll my hips down onto his already hardening erection. He mumbled something against my lips and I paused, pulling away from him.
“You won’t leave me again, will you?” I glimpsed a rare flicker of vulnerability in JJ’s eyes when he asked that question. It made my chest clench and that familiar pit in my stomach threaten to swallow me. I hated knowing that I’d hurt him. 
“Never,” I promised. “It’s you and me, as long as you want me.”
“I hope you’re okay with forever then.” An elated laugh burst from my lips and JJ’s face lit up in a smile. “Now strip.” His tone went from happy to dominating in a matter of seconds and my skin tingled where he touched me. I obeyed, pulling my shirt off to reveal my bikini top, which he quickly untied while I tossed my shirt aside. His hands were rough on the sensitive skin of my breasts and I couldn’t help but let out a wanton moan. I felt my arousal pool in my bathing suit bottoms so I took his hand and brought it down between my legs. He got the message and started rubbing my clit through my shorts. I dug my nails into his skin, clutching his shoulder with one hand while my other hand moved up the back of his head and entangled itself in his hair.
I couldn’t tell where JJ’s body ended and mine began by the time we were both naked. He helped me lay down on a towel we’d spread out earlier, kissing me gently. Missionary wasn’t either of ours favorite positions, but he wanted to look at me right now. We agreed that other positions could wait until next time. After all, we’d have all the time in the world now that we were together again.
He entered me with a groan after teasing my fold with his tip until I cursed at him and told him just to fuck me already. He didn’t waste any time giving me a moment to adjust and set a rough pace that had me wrapping my legs around his waist to pull him deeper. I moaned his name loudly arching my back and grabbing at the towel beneath me to have something to hold onto. He adjusted his angle, lifting my leg up and making me scream out as he hit my G-spot. My body hummed with pleasure as I felt myself nearing my orgasm and my breaths came in ragged gasps interspersed with moans of his name.
“JJ, I’m close,” I moaned, nearly losing myself in the rhythm of his thrusts.
“Hold on, baby,” he grunted, leaning closer to me and entwining my hand with his above my head. My free hand found its way to his hair once again and I pulled on his messy blonde hair, bringing his lips down to mine. I came a moment later, moaning against his lips. He groaned as my walls tightened around him and reached his orgasm a moment later, thrusting erratically as we came down from our highs. I kissed him again as he pulled me up to sit on his lap. He kissed along my neck and shoulders, leaving hickeys on my skin. I shivered as a breeze blew across the boat. Ever the gentleman, JJ cleaned me off and helped me back into my bathing suit. He gave me his shirt and I put that on over my bikini, loving the way it smelled like him. 
I rolled up the towel and got rid of the weed we’d forgotten about earlier while he pulled up the anchor and started the boat. He wrapped his arm around me while we cruised back through the marsh, keeping me close to his side. Every few minutes he would ease up on the throttle and lean over to catch my lips in a kiss.
“Hey, baby?” I asked.
He hummed in response.
“I love you. And I’m sorry. For everything.”
“Just don’t do it again,” he remarked. There was a moment of pause. Then, “I love you too, dumbass. I expect I will for a long time.”
“Unconditionally?”
“Unconditionally.”
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The cabin part 1
This is the first series of all the little in between stories after Fresh Starts.
It’s just romance!!Hope you guys enjoy xx 
Talks of a domestic violence case.
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*Knock knock*
“Liv can I come in?"
"Of course Y/N, What's up?" You walked into Liv's office and went and sat on chair across the other side of her desk.
"Would it be OK with you if I take a personal day on Monday?"
"Ah....yeah sure I don't see why not, we should be fine. But if anything happens I'll just call you to come in."
"No problems at all Liv thanks so much"
“That’s OK Y/N, go home now we will see you tomorrow."
It was 4 pm on Thursday and you and Nick had just clocked off.
"Where do you want me to drop you?"
"Oh, its OK, thanks anyway Nick. I have to pick some stuff up on the way to Rafael's, I'll just walk its still early, thank you though"
"You message me as soon as you get home, if you need me you call me" 
You walked out together, Nick got in his car and you walked away. While you were walking you called Carmen.
"Hey Carmen, it's Y/N, but don't say my name out loud, I don't want Rafael to hear you talking to me"
She giggled, “OK no problems, how can I help?"
"What do I have to do to get Rafael the day off on Monday?"
"Umm" she lowered her voice to almost a whisper "As long as it's just Monday, I can cover for him, but he would have to be back Tuesday morning."
"You’re the best Carmen, I owe you an iced latte. Just please don't let him know what’s going on"
"No problems at all. Thanks for calling the ADA's office, have a great afternoon"
You continued to walk towards Rafael's place. About 2 blocks before, there was a small boutique store that had some beautiful pieces, you always seen it when you drove past. You walked inside and were amazed by what was in front of you. Every colour of the rainbow, lace, satin, silk, leather, whatever your heart desired.
"Hello, can I help you?" Said a tall blonde lady with a small smile on her face
"Umm yes please"
About 40 mins later you walked out with a small bag with what you thought was just right. You had to ask her to put it in a small bag, how would you hide a box, it would give your plans away.
As you walked the last couple of blocks, you looked up cabins just outside New York. You didn't want to go too far away it would cost an arm for a car, but wanted to be out far enough that it didn't feel like you were in the city. You found the perfect place and booked on line for that weekend. You decided you wouldn't tell Rafael your plans until he got home tomorrow night.
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The last week had been stressful. The squad had a domestic violence case come in that Fin stumbled on by accident while he was looking on the net. That caused a lot of tension with the squad and the DA's office.
For the first time during your time at SVU everyone was on different pages and it showed. Liv and Nick were all for putting him away, Fin and you were on the fence and Amanda said we should leave it alone. Rafael had no time for the fighting and bickering that went on when you were all in his office or if he was in the bullpen and would often lose his temper at you all often.
He wanted to put this guy away, this case was a trigger for him, and he didn't know how to deal with, and he hated how he reacted to you because of it. You guys hadn't been fighting, but you were bickering and he was snappy. It was getting to him. It went to trail and the man was found "guilty".
Rafael was over the moon as was Liv, you and Fin just kept mid ground, while Nick and Amanda got into a huge fight at a bar one night at after work drinks, which you had to step between them to stop it before Amanda pushed Nick over the edge. You wanted to surprise Rafael, do something special for him. So why not a weekend away, just the two of you to reconnect.
Your Friday was quite, nothing new came in, and you guys pretty much finished paper work all day. Finally 5 came around. Rafael messaged and said he was going to be home around 7 and he would pick up dinner on his way back and for you to meet him at his place because he actually had the weekend off.
Amanda knew about your weekend plans, she was the one that suggest the boutique in the first place,
"This case has wound him up tight, you need to get on top of that" she laughed at you one lunch time.
So she offered to drop you at yours to pick up your stuff and drive you to Rafael’s. Having some girl time was just what you both needed. She wanted to see what you brought.
"OH WOW. That's so beautiful Y/N, Barba is going to love it. Just a shame stuff likes this ends up on floor so quickly" you both burst out laughing
Amanda had just dropped you off, you had about half an hour before Rafael would be back. You walked into his bedroom to his walk in and went straight to his work shirts. You knew what you were looking for, you grabbed what you wanted, ran to your weekend bag and put it in under your cloths to hide it.
Just then you heard the front door close,
"Hermosa?"
"Coming"
You walked towards the kitchen, his jacket was laying on the back of the couch, he was standing in the kitchen taking containers out of a paper bag, tie lose around his neck, vest undone, the first two buttons of his dress shirt undone showing off his under shirt, his sleeved rolled up and a red pair of suspenders.
"Hey mi Hermosa, I've missed you" he said with a beaming smile "I got you your favourite pasta from that place you like" he walked over to you, put his hands on either side of your face and kissed you
"Thanks Rafi"
"Hermosa, I’ am sorry for how I acted this week. This case brought out a horrible side of me, I'm so sorry. I love you"
"I love you too. I know Rafi, it was hard on you. But I have a surprise for you"
He raised his eye brows with a smirk, "oh yeah"
"Well...after dinner you need to pack a weekend bag. I have ordered a car for 9 am tomorrow to pick us up. We are going away till Monday. I spoke to Carmen yesterday and she said she would cover for you, but you have to be back Tuesday. Liv said I could have Monday off, but I'm on call."
"You planned this just for me, mi Hermosa?" He rubbed your cheek with his thumb, looking in your eyes with a side smile.
"I know this case brought up things for you. You need some down time Rafi. And trust me, there will be plenty" you winked at him.
Rafael was so excited for the weekend, after dinner you both showered and went into the bed room for him to pack. He started to go through his cloths and pulled what he thought he needed. You told him to pack one dinner outfit and the rest was just causal, but you didn't tell him that you didn't really plan on wearing cloths most of the weekend. He started to look through his shirts to pick one of his more casual one for dinner, you were sitting on the bed watching some show when he yelled from his walk in,
"I have a shirt missing"
You lifted your hand to your mouth so he didn't hear you giggling.
"Rafi, you have so many shirts, how would you know ones missing?"
"Mi Hermosa, I have been single for a long time, the only happiness I had for a while was buying new work cloths. It’s the pink on with the white stripes, you know the one? The one you can't keep your hands off me when I wear it"
You giggled behind your hands again "Maybe you forgot it at the dry cleaners last week"
"Hmmmmm.....maybe, I'll check on Monday when we get home"
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The car drove down a long dirt road, you could see small cabins spread out around a meadow, all of them facing a large lake. Rafael got your bags out of the boot and you both walked to the office which was in front of a beautiful looking restaurant.
Rafael held the door open for you and walked in with a small man with glasses sitting behind the desk,
“Ah, you must be Mr and Mrs Barba"
Your cheeks went red and you went to open your mouth to correct him, when Rafael jumped in,
"Yes, we are Mr and Mrs Barba, we are looking forward to our stay here" Rafael looked at you and winked and you giggled with a bright red face. You never knew how nice it felt to be called Mrs Barba, it had a nice ring to it.
"Nice to meet you both. Lucky for you, you’re the only booking this weekend. Mrs Barba, I know you booked for dinner for 7 tomorrow, but I moved it to 6.30 if that's fine with you?"
"Yes of course no problems at all"
"Here’s your room key. You’re in cabin 6. We will see you at 6.30 tomorrow for dinner, enjoy your day"
"Thank you" you both said together, you grabbed the key and walked out of the office.
"I'm sorry about the confusion with the last names Rafi, I don't know what happened, I did put mine in"
He laughed out loud, "Why are you sorry Hermosa? Mrs Barba sounds good on you, I like it"
You walked along the path to cabin 6. Painted white, it had a little porch with just enough room for a wicker day bed to fit on it, behind the couch was a roof to floor window with sheer drapes that you couldn't see through from the outside. It had a light blue door with a stained glass window on it.
You unlocked the door and walked in, to your right was a medium size bathroom with a shower, basin and toilet,
"Damn no bath" you joked, Rafael laughed.
There was a small two seater couch inside with a two seater table that was an open plan lay out, there was another door which lead to the bed room, wasn't huge, but it had a king size bed with enough room to walk around and waist high cabinet which was for bags to be placed on, and a TV and mirror on the wall.
"Mi Hermosa, this place is beautiful. You picked well"
"Thanks Rafi, glad you like it. Now it's time to relax. How about you go and sit on the day bed, I'll make coffee"
TBC
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rosethornewrites · 4 years
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Fic: the thread may stretch or tangle but it will never break, ch. 13
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Relationships: Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī & Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī & Wēn Qíng, Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn
Characters: Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī, Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Wēn Qíng, Wēn Níng | Wēn Qiónglín, Granny Wēn, Lán Yuàn | Lán Sīzhuī, Wēn Remnants, Wen Meilin (OC), Fourth Uncle, Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén
Additional Tags: Pre-Slash, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Secrets, Crying, Masks, Soulmates, Truth, Self-Esteem Issues, Regret, It was supposed to be a one-shot, Fix-It, Eventual Relationships, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, wwx needs a hug, Nightmares, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Filial Piety, Handfasting, Phobias, Sleeping Together, Fear, Panic Attacks, Love Confessions, Getting Together, First Kiss, Kissing, Boys Kissing, Family, and they were married, Bathing/Washing, Hair Braiding, Hair Brushing, Feels, Sex Education, Implied Sexual Content, First Time, Aftercare, Morning After, Afterglow, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Implied/Referenced Torture, Scars, Eventual Happy Ending, Hand Jobs
Summary: Wei Wuxian has a difficult start to the day, Lan Wangji learns something he didn't expect, and Wen Qing oversees a unique medical experiment.
Notes: Intended to get further in this, but was at a good stopping point and already over 3K words. We don’t know a whole lot about Wei Wuxian’s time with the Wen in Burial Mounds. While it’s unlikely he dealt with near-possession, the shift of Lan Wangji staying changed a lot of things. They could afford more crops, so he had to clear the resentment from more land. That combined with the emotional exhaustion from talking to Lan Xichen left him open. Unintended consequences.
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Chapters:  1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12
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Wei Ying, when Lan Wangji wakes him for breakfast in the morning, is alarmingly withdrawn. His eyes are hazy, unfocused. He barely reacts when Lan Wangji places his bowl of breakfast in his hands, and ultimately he feeds him. It is a slow process, Wei Ying sometimes needing prompting. 
If not for his reluctance to leave his husband alone in such a state, he would go looking for Wen Qing. Instead he focuses on feeding him and having him drink the medicine Wen Ning brought with breakfast. 
By the time she arrives, Wei Ying has slipped back to sleep. 
“It’s the pain, and probably one of his bad days on top of it,” she tells him when he asks. 
Wei Ying, he learns, often sequesters himself from the others, sometimes not leaving the cave for several days. He spends that time feverishly inventing cultivation tools.
“It’s a distraction,” she says, sounding tired. “Whatever is going on in his mind, he’s trying to distract himself from it however he can—he’d probably numb himself with alcohol if we had it.”
Nightmares, Lan Wangji is certain, and the trauma of his experiences, perhaps his own lack of self-worth driving a need to be useful through his inventions. 
If Wei Ying is suffering today, the pain prevents him from using his normal coping mechanisms. And Lan Wangji would rather he not use drinking as one—and he suspects Wen Qing feels similarly, as jifu has brewed more fruit wine. 
Since they’re waiting for Wen Ning to return with the bathtub so the hot water can ease Wei Ying’s pain a bit before they try their musical acupuncture experiment, Wen Qing leads him to a nearby stone “table” covered in papers. They’re haphazard, scrawled half-ideas interrupted by new ones, occasional doodles, a true mess. There’s no organization even within one page, only a sort of jumble of thoughts in smeared ink. 
Lan Wangji hates the idea that his husband’s mental state could mirror those pages on his bad days. 
“He hasn’t had one of his bad days since you came,” she says, her tone approving. “You’re good for him. Yesterday was just… a lot.”
He can only nod in response; it had been difficult for him, as well, but Wei Ying had bared a secret he had not willingly told anyone, had made himself vulnerable—and at Lan Wangji’s request. Even had he not suffered the near-possession, today may have been a bad day for him regardless. 
“I’ll put together a sachet for the bath, something to relax his muscles and ease the pain,” Wen Qing says. “Let him sleep until A-Ning gets back.”
He returns to Wei Ying’s side when she leaves. He is pale and still as he sleeps, his lips parted slightly as he breathes, his breath easy and calm. The dark circles under his eyes are still prominent, and Lan Wangji hopes it is a healing sleep.
Lan Wangji spends a shichen meditating beside Wei Ying while keeping attuned to him in case his sleep is disturbed. Wen Ning returns, carrying a large bathtub already filled as though it weighs nothing, and carefully sets it down without sloshing the water over. 
“I cannot use t-talismans anymore,” the young man says, almost in apology. “Jiejie put a sachet in already. She said t-to only let him soak for a quarter shichen, then have him drink water.”
“Thank you, Wen Ning.”
He rises and bows, and Wen Ning makes a disgruntled sound. 
“Y-you shouldn’t bow t-to me, Lan-er-gongzi!”
Lan Wangji shakes his head.
“You are helping my husband,” he says.
“I would help him anyway.”
“All the more reason to show you courtesy.”
Wen Ning seems to recognize Lan Wangji will not budge on this issue, and finally just nods.
“Jiejie said she would check on him in half a shichen, and to t-try the acupuncture idea.”
Lan Wangji has little choice but to accept Wen Ning’s bow before he leaves; protesting it would be hypocritical. 
After affixing a warming talisman to the tub, he turns his focus back to Wei Ying. He tries to wake him pleasantly, with soft murmurs and touches, and after a few minutes rouses him enough to explain about the tub.
Wei Ying is barely able to help when Lan Wangji undresses him, only just awake. He frowns to find bruises on his skin that hadn’t been there the night before. He hoped Wen Qing would know what had caused them.
He knows his robes will just get wet, so he strips himself to his zhong yi trousers.
He doesn’t bother trying to get Wei Ying to walk once he is undressed, just scoops him into his arms and carries him to the tub. Wei Ying lets out a soft moan as Lan Wangji lowers him into the hot water and settles him, careful to keep his braided hair out of the water. Wei Ying grabs his arm before he can completely withdraw from the water.
“Stay?” 
Lan Wangji can deny him nothing, so nods, settling beside the tub and holding Wei Ying’s hand under the water. The rising steam has an earthy mint aroma, and he hopes the bath and Wen Qing’s sachet of herbs are helping ease his pain.
“You’re always here for me,” Wei Ying murmurs, his voice distant, sleepy.
“I have not been before.”
He regrets that, seeing the pain his husband, his zhiji, has endured. He thinks perhaps it will always be a regret, having waited too long to support him. 
Wei Ying frowns at him, his eyes hazy. He draws Lan Wangji’s hand to his chest over his healed brand scar, over his heart. 
“You have. Here.”
“Wei Ying,” he breathes, overcome by the gesture. 
“Like that. I heard you, the first time. When I was here.”
Lan Wangji frowns, confused. Wei Ying’s eyes slide shut and he sighs softly.
“I thought it was the end, when they dropped me here. All that resentful energy howling at me all around, asking if I wanted revenge. I was ready to give up and just… let it end. But I heard you call my name. Your voice. I wanted to try to see you again.”
Wei Ying’s voice is barely audible at the end, and after several breaths Lan Wangji realizes he’s fallen back to sleep. He feels raw, knowing this, knowing Wei Ying tried to survive for him, to return to him, just to see him, expecting to be hated for what he had to do to survive. 
He curls closer to the tub and kisses the top of Wei Ying’s head, burying his face in his hair.
“I’m glad you did, Wei Ying,” he whispers. “I’m so glad you did.”
There is moisture in Wei Ying’s hair, and it takes a moment for Lan Wangji to realize it’s from his own tears. He has never doubted Wei Ying loves him, but the depth of his love is overwhelming, that Wei Ying refused to give up in the face of certain death for the chance to see him again. Even the spectre of Lan Wangji had comforted him in his lowest moment.
Lan Wangji simply holds his husband, as much as is possible separated by a wooden tub, and tries not to think. Tries not to wonder what might have happened had he not discovered Wei Ying’s secret, had he walked down the mountain and returned to Gusu as he had intended, had he left Wei Ying to suffer alone. Tries not to be angry with himself for having been so willing to abandon his husband for the sake of rules—what rule is worth more than Wei Ying?
Finally, he estimates it has been quarter shichen and he hooks an arm under Wei Ying’s knees, the other around his back, and lifts him out of the tub.
Wei Ying shivers in his arms, wrinkling his nose and letting out a whine at the chill of the air. Lan Wangji sets him on the embroidered blanket on the bed, wrapping him in it—the material will absorb the water, and he can hang it to dry later. Wei Ying’s features smooth over, and he stirs, murmuring his name. 
“I am here, airen. I will not leave you.”
Never again, he promises. Every time he leaves Wei Ying, terrible things happen to him. He will defend him, care for him, and keep him safe.
Wei Ying smiles sleepily at him.
“Did they get a tub for popo, too?” he asks.
Lan Wangji wants to clutch him close, this man who cares so much for others and yet so little for himself, but instead he pets his hair and leans in to kiss him softly.
“I did not ask.”
Wei Ying huffs softly, turning his head into Lan Wangji’s touch. 
“Hope they did. Bath was nice.”
He wonders if Wei Ying remembers what he said, his revelation, but he doesn’t address it. It does not need to be addressed. He knows now, and he will not forget. 
“Wen Qing added an herb sachet. How is your pain?”
“Tolerable,” Wei Ying murmurs with a soft hum.
Lan Wangji knows that could just as easily mean it is intolerable, but Wei Ying won’t admit it even if that is the case. Regardless, he must be feeling at least slightly better than before the soak—he is more present now. 
He remembers he was to have Wei Ying drink water and he pours a cup from a nearby ewer. He lifts Wei Ying into a sitting position and helps him drink, refilling the cup a couple of times until he’s sated. 
“We will attempt that musical acupuncture cultivation idea when Wen Qing comes,” he says, easing him back down. 
Wei Ying nods, but grimaces.
“Wei Ying?”
“Hate needles,” he murmurs. “That’s all.”
“I will be here with you.” 
It is all Lan Wangji can promise, but when Wei Ying smiles softly at him, he hopes perhaps it is enough.
Lan Wangji makes sure Wei Ying is dry within the blanket, then helps him into his zhong yi trousers—reluctantly, after Wei Ying looks at him through long lowered lashes and asks if it’s time for their every day. Had they had the time for it, without the threat of Wen Qing walking in on them, he wouldn’t hesitate.
He does not hesitate to kiss him breathless, to hold him close, and he hopes it is enough for now. 
He knows acupuncture will require Wei Ying to be mostly nude, so he only bothers him with the trousers for now, wrapping him back in the blanket and kissing him soundly. 
He is just finishing with the belt over his outer robe when Wen Qing enters carrying a basket.
“You look better than this morning,” she tells Wei Ying bluntly, and he laughs softly. 
“Your medicine and the herbal bath helped, Qing-jie.”
That elicits a smile from her, and she settles beside him on the bed. 
“He has bruises.”
Lan Wangji pulls back the blanket to show her, and is relieved when she only nods.
“His muscles spasmed violently when he was fighting the possession. They’ll heal, but there was damage.”
She turns to Wei Ying. 
“You made it worse for yourself, you know.”
Wei Ying looks away, frowning. 
“I didn’t know if she would hurt A-Yuan. I couldn’t risk it.”
Wen Qing’s expression softens, but she still huffs at him irritably. 
“And you wonder why he adopted you as his dad.”
She pulls a set of acupuncture needles from the basket, and if Wei Ying intended to protest her comment, he thinks better of it, eyeing the needles distrustfully. 
“I want to work on your back first,” she tells him. “Since we don’t know the effects, we’ll start slow and be careful. You need to let us know if it hurts, Wei Wuxian.”
He nods, still eying the needles. Lan Wangji helps him turn over, pooling the blanket over his lower body and tucking it around him to give him at least some warmth. He holds Wei Ying’s hand, hoping to offer comfort as Wen Qing inserts her needles.
Wen Qing stays fairly quiet as she works, simply letting them know she’s targeting muscles rather than meridians for the first stage of the experiments, hoping to determine whether a directed distribution of qi will accelerate the healing process.
“I don’t want to try the meridians just yet,” she says eventually. “It may flush out the resentful energy, and I don’t know how that would affect you. It might make you feel better, but...”
Lan Wangji thinks perhaps he understands her recalcitrance; Wei Ying has been cultivating resentful energy for so long, flushing it out could be a shock to his system. And, living in Burial Mounds, surrounded by resentful energy, it could easily just make him more vulnerable. 
He wishes he could take Wei Ying from here, take them all from here to a place less tainted by death. Perhaps that can eventually be accomplished, but for now he can do nothing. 
“I can’t lose hold of it,” Wei Ying murmurs. “Not and control the seal.”
A chill washes through Lan Wangji at the reminder of the weapon, that terrible dark tool that had won the war for the cultivation world, while making Wei Ying a target for the power-hungry. Lan Wangji knows such a tool must be hard to control—even spiritual tools can harm the user when a wielder cannot keep control. 
Wen Qing makes a face.
“I wish you’d destroy that awful thing.”
“Can’t. It’s a deterrent. And the backlash from destroying it would be pretty bad.”
Wei Ying sounds almost grieved, as though he would prefer to destroy it.
“If we could ward against the backlash?” Lan Wangji asks.
“It’s the only thing keeping us from being massacred at the moment,” Wei Ying says bitterly. “Otherwise I’d be all for it. The seal recognizes no master, and it’s too dangerous to exist.”
Lan Wangji frowns at the information, concerned. He wonders how much energy Wei Ying has been using to keep it under control—hasn’t, in fact, seen it since his arrival in Burial Mounds. He hopes his husband doesn’t carry it around with him.
Wen Qing finishes placing her needles and stands, and Lan Wangji squeezes Wei Ying’s hand before letting go to pull out his guqin. 
He decides to start with a minor healing song, something not terribly invasive, instilling his qi into the notes. Wei Ying’s breathing quickens, and Lan Wangji tries to keep his attention on the music, reminding himself that Wen Qing is the one with medical expertise, is the one monitoring. And, he notices, is directing the spiritual energy into the acupuncture needles.
“Pain?” she asks.
“No,” Wei Ying says, his voice strained. “It’s… warm. Good.”
Lan Wangji lets out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding and turns his attention to the music, letting all his focus go to the task. Wei Ying is always cold, and he idly wonders if that’s what resentful energy feels like—cold. He remembers him shivering with fever in the cave after the battle with the Xuanwu, and wonders if that was more than fever, if perhaps that was in part the cold of the resentful energy from the sword. 
Wen Qing eventually touches his shoulder, and he stills his strings. She gestures toward Wei Ying. At a glance, he can already see the bruising has faded. He takes Wei Ying’s hand again and finds his husband is sound asleep, his face utterly relaxed. 
“I’d call that a success, at least tentatively,” Wen Qing comments.
She takes Wei Ying’s other wrist, clearly examining his meridians.
“It didn’t clear out much resentment, but that’s expected given we were targeting his muscles. It may have cleared out some of what’s seeped into his body, which would be good.”
“It’s seeped into his body?” Lan Wangji asks, trying not to be alarmed.
She nods, sighing, and begins the process of removing her needles.
“It’s damaging, of course. He doesn’t complain, but we try not to ask him to do too much. He’s probably in some level of pain constantly, and the possession made it worse. I hope this helps.”
Lan Wangji wishes he had known, but also knows there’s little he could have done if he had. Throughout the war, he had watched Wei Ying, taken in his increasingly pinched features, his tense posture, his temper. He had worried it was the resentful energy, and he finds it doesn’t make him happy to have been right. Wei Ying had felt he had to suffer it alone, and now remains quiet about his pain. Perhaps his constant pain contributes to his bad days, as well. 
He can see the difference now, how his muscles are relaxed in a way they haven’t been even when Wei Ying slept. 
“I think letting him sleep before another session is best,” Wen Qing comments as she removes the last of her needles. “It will allow us to see the impact later.”
He nods, and pulls the blanket up around Wei Ying’s shoulders, tucking it around him—even if the qi warmed him, it would be temporary.
Wen Qing placed the needles back in her basket and stood.
“If he’s up for another round in the afternoon, we’ll try it. I’ll sterilize these just in case.”
She bows, and Lan Wangji returns it as best as he can seated beside Wei Ying and holding his hand. 
“I’ll send A-Ning with lunch later. Also, I think one of the aunties will be by to fit you for clothing.”
“Is there anything I can help with?” he asks, though he’s reluctant to leave Wei Ying. 
Wen Qing quirks a smile.
“As I told you when you said you were staying, I want you to help Wei Wuxian. He needs your help more than we do.”
He nods, and she leaves, closing the curtains behind her.
Lan Wangji watches Wei Ying sleep for a long while before deciding he can perhaps help him in other ways. He leaves the alcove and returns with a sheaf of Wei Ying’s disorganized and messy notes, setting it on the table beside the bed. Within minutes he transforms the small table into a desk, fresh paper and ink ready for him to work.
At the very least, he can rewrite Wei Ying’s notes, using separate sheets of paper for the different ideas so he can work with them more easily. He has copied and rebound books for the library at Cloud Recesses, after all, and Wei Ying once complimented his calligraphy. Even now, the memory makes his ears heat, as it was very shortly followed by the porn incident. 
Of course, they’ve done what was displayed in that book multiple times, so the memory is less embarrassing and more arousing. 
With one last glance at Wei Ying peacefully slumbering next to him, he gets to work. 
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capricornus-rex · 5 years
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Playing Pretend (4)
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Requested by: @calkesttiss​ | Prompt:
Hi! I just watched isi & ossi (rich girl and poor boxer boy AH) on netflix and now i cant stop thinking about cal and fake dating. Do with that what you will 😂
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Cal found a way down the building and walked his way back to the Mobara Palace, one of the few cantinas in the Capital that have docking bays. The Mobara Palace was one of the biggest in the city too; occupying a whole block to cover the bar itself as well as the elaborate network of paths that connect the bays to one another, with the cantina at the starting point of it all.
The Mantis’s entrance ramp hissed and lowered, opening the door before him. An aromatic waft was the first to welcome him upon his entry.
“Looks like Greez is cooking something good,” he comments to BD-1.
As he entered the ship, Greez’s dual pairs of arms were all over the pantry and yet each arm was carefully distributed to a certain task in cooking.
“Smells good, Greez!” Cal beamed.
“Oh good, you’re just in time for dinner—with all that wandering around you’re doing, you’re probably hungry,”
He joined the others at the table as soon as Greez lifted the pot from the stove and served everyone their own plates. The meal was solemn and yet there was a warm aura emanating around them. Cal decided to up the mood by striking a conversation.
“How long do you guys still think we’re gonna stay here until this blows over?”
A silence at the dinner table. Cere’s eyes shifted, she searched Greez’s face and studied his reaction toward Cal’s question. There was only one possible and realistic answer, but the boy doesn’t seem to concur with it.
“Cal,” she clears her throat. “You do understand why…”
Before she could even reiterate her question, Cal already knew this mere dinner table conversation was going to be another lecture.
“I know. We’re hiding from the loan shark that Greez borrowed the money from to get this ship,”
It was an embarrassing truth, but a truth nonetheless. Greez felt like the situation required him to say a piece.
“Look, kid, we can scrape by with what we have. I mean, I still got coin on me—but not that enough to cover the loan plus with its interest!”
“Odd jobs, honest jobs, aren’t gonna cut it in a short time, Greez. At least you would know that, of all people,” Cal argued.
Cal had been wandering around the city looking for a quick way to earn some coin in the quickest way possible. The downtown and underground areas of the planet had some questionable methods of earning money—but they were easy money. Although Cal had grown up with street smarts, part of that knowledge is when and where a solution is either a real solution or another problem later on.
“You know the Sabacc, don’t ya?” Greez whispered with the left corner of his mouth directed to Cal.
“Greez, we are not going with gambling!” Cere sternly exclaimed. The impact of her fork dropping against the plate was just as scary as a fist landing on the table like a gavel.
There was another silence amongst them again. Cere continued on with her own piece.
“We cannot endanger anyone in our crew with something that won’t be worth our while. I don’t mind pretending to be some stranger in a different name just so we can have someplace to stay safe together. But I will not allow anybody in this ship to get into something that would jeopardize themselves or the crew altogether, understand?”
Cere’s outburst hardened the silence. Everybody understands that she hasn’t outgrown her military discipline from her days of participating in the Clone Wars—and she’s utilizing them in predicaments such as these amongst the Mantis crew members.
These episodes of hers were occasional, therefore it made her unpredictable, intimidating, but somehow her aggressive delivery doesn’t outweigh her rationale or true motive. Everybody—Cal, Greez, Merrin, and ultimately BD-1—knew that she means well and that she always will.
Cere processed what just had happened with her. She attempted to recompose herself in the midst of the awkwardness. She cleared her throat.
“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to yell.”
“It’s fine, Cere,” Greez consoles.
The dinner proceeds. Cal wondered if the girl he met yesterday and bumped into just now would be a better subject to talk about.
“I met someone last night. Bumped into her again,”
All heads turn to Cal.
“She frequents a pub not too far from here. I always see her near or inside that place. Maybe if I bump into her again, I’ll ask her where I can find a place to get some cash—and a clean one at that,”
“Are you sure she is to be trusted?” Cere maintained her stern tone even after recomposing herself.
Cal was so sure of his judgment about you. He recalled the moments where you two were together. He felt your kindness and compassion—he knew of your good intentions, you meant no harm—but he also sensed some sort of sadness in you.
“You probably have heard of Senator Bail Organa?” Cere takes the conversation reins.
Cal shrugs, “Yeah sure, I know him. I saw him sometimes in the Senate Building in Coruscant.”
“Well, he knows of our presence here—don’t worry, he doesn’t know about the loan shark at our tail—and he’s invited us to a social function,”
“Social function?” Cal raised his eyebrow at Cere’s unusual choice of word.
“Apparently, this party was being held by a colleague of his. Perhaps they needed to fill the guestlist,”
“Proxies,”
“Exactly.”
“How bad can a few no-show guests be? It’s not like it’s gonna dent their bank account when the catering bill comes!” Greez dryly joked and it was the received likewise.
In light of this new announcement, Cal began to wonder how long does he have to stay in the party before he could sneak back out in the streets and find the unusual girl who had to drag him up a rooftop from the Tipsy Taun-Taun just to ask for some self-defense moves.
The following days passed until the day of the banquet has come. That morning, your mother personally made sure that you don’t sleep in and get yourself ready as quickly as possible. She also announced that the stylists are coming in half an hour.
“Mom, I’m perfectly capable of doing my own makeup!” You detest despite still being groggy from being woken up without your consent.
You force yourself out of bed so that you could take a shower. Unfortunately, you didn’t have the luxury of staying too long in the bath—however, you sorely wished you did. You slid deeper into the cold, ivory and gold-trimmed bathtub until only your eyes are on the surface.
A pounding on the door disturbed your watery peace.
“[y/n], hurry up!” your mother growled from the other side.
“Almost done!” you cried back.
You were actually done minutes ago, you only chose to soak yourself for a bit longer with the wishful thinking that they’ll never realize that you’ve locked yourself in your own bathroom. You’d love that though.
“No one could ever go wrong with black,” you muttered as you pulled out an off-shouldered black cocktail dress with stars and planets embroidered with golden thread.
You made quick work of yourself. You did your hair and makeup: applying minimal makeup as possible, you wore your hair down and clipped a silver headband on both ends with four tiers of golden cords hanging over on top of the other. Staring back at yourself in the mirror, a brush in your hand slides down to the length of your hair; with every stroke, you ponder if all this your parents are doing is ever worth it either for themselves or for the family.
You sigh for an answer, or lack thereof. Afterwards, you donned the dress and the shoes—both pieces were in black. The finishing touch—a personal one at that—was a pair of leather fingerless gloves.
“Here goes nothing,” a mantra you tell yourself before exiting your room in attendance to any social gathering you were obliged to attend.
The party started without you. No surprise in that, you thought. Nevertheless, you made your way to ballroom where the chatter of the guests became more and more audible yet incoherent as their voices meddled.
Immediately, you searched for Tazha in the room. She wasn’t easy to miss. Her glittering dress outshines everyone else’s, literally making her a beacon for you to easily see her. You walk up to her.
“Oh you look great!” she compliments.
“Thanks, you too,”
Suddenly, one of the Ithrel sons, Logan who was the third son and was the same age as you, appears ot be walking toward you with what you thought is the stupidest grin you’ve ever seen on a face. He comes in strong by grabbing you by the waist, reel you in for a kiss except you successfully dodged it with your gloved hand.
“Logan? What the hell are you doing?!”
“Well, your mom paid me to flirt with you until you end up falling in love with me, I’ll have a chance in the Junior Legislator’s Program! Plus, we get to support your family until your dad becomes Senator or whatever, I mean, we don’t have a choice on that, we just gotta roll with it,” he beamed with an imbecile’s optimism. “Big bonus if we ever get married though. I mean, she wanted that to happen. So, marry me?”
“Hold up. She did what now?”
Logan repeated your own mother’s plan, he reiterated that this part wasn’t even in the original agreement. Your mother had to negotiate her way through the Ithrels in promising a much stronger bond of support to your family—therefore, you became a sacrificial lamb.
You and Tazha exchanged glances. Both of you communicated clearly through the furrows of your brows and the hard rolling of your eyes. A gradual burst of rage was flowing in your bloodstreams.
“Oh my God, this is just sad and pathetic of you, Logan,” Tazha condescendingly comments.
“I’m gonna give her a piece of my mind tonight,” you growled, your knuckles were white from gripping the bannister too hard.
You searched for your mother in the ballroom. When you spotted her and your father speaking with some guests, you marched through the sea of people until you reached her.
“Mother, may I speak with you?”
Yasina excused herself from her guest and she was in for a surprise with what is about to go down.
“You paid one of the Ithrel sons to date me?! Because you thought that would strengthen your connection with them just so Dad can secure his win in the election? You did this without me knowing? Whatever the hell happened to consent, Mom!?”
“[y/n] Elvas Torvel, I do not allow you to speak to me with a tone like that in an important event like this!” Yasina hissed, struggling to maintain her composure—both mentally and physically—after just being bombarded with questions by her daughter.
“Did you even ever stop to think how I’d feel if you paired me with a complete imbecile?!”
“[y/n], honey, please listen,” your father intervenes but the argument was heating up between you and your mother.
“The Ithrels are a good family. They uphold a clear reputation. We Torvels and Ithrels would be a great collaborative enterprise,”
“You don’t see the problem here, Mom? I don’t want to get married!”
Yasina was silent. Her face was completely aghast: her eyes wide open, her lip was trembling as if wanting to say something but couldn’t because of so much nerves thrashing underneath her skin.
“You will not ruin this event for your own selfish, adolescent needs, young lady. We are not finished with this discussion.”
“Don’t worry, I don’t plan on ending it soon.”
You walked out from your parents. Turning your back on them to wipe away the tears that was welling up in your eyes.
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Dark ‘n’ Stormy: Pt. 2
We have a title.
A/N: No full-on fucking, but plenty of smut. Honestly, I would NOT show this to my mother. Half the length of the last one, so I’m getting *slightly* better at being concise. Does contain promiscuity, self-loathing and self-esteem issues. Picks up exactly where Pt.1  left off.
Why were you so bothered by him? You’d done plenty of fucking and sucking during the post-snap years, taking what you wanted and giving nothing of yourself in return. Running away to the next town, the next shitty job when anybody got too close for comfort. You’d loved and you’d lost and you didn’t want to go through that again, ever.
But that feeling in your stomach wasn’t yesterday’s beer.
It was something worse.
It was actual feelings, emotions.
You liked him. Not in a purely platonic way, and not in a purely lustful way. You weren’t sure you had the strength for this but you had to address it, whatever this was, or your employment situation would rapidly become untenable. Just as a wound will fester if it’s left, skirted flirtations and unsaid feelings tend to poison a relationship. Especially when the feelings are one-sided. Time to be brave, be bold. Rip the plaster off quickly before the pain can set in.
You finished lolling on the bed, flinging yesterday’s clothes back on. You’d worry about a change of underwear later. Thor was already in position, fixated by his game, so you moved past him and headed straight to the kitchen. You ripped open the box of frosted strawberry Pop-Tarts, shoving them in the toaster. If Thor was paying any attention to you, he’d probably wonder what you were angry about. You weren’t angry, or at least only angry at your own heart for being a little traitor. You were a tightly wound coil of nervous energy. The toaster couldn’t pop up quick enough. When it finally did, you startled a little. Oh, for fuck’s sake, you thought to yourself. Get a grip, you’re not 12. You threw the sugary snacks onto a plate and began your advance.
Thor finally noticed you when you were around a foot away.
“Good morning, y/n,” he said, removing a hand from the controller to take the plate from you.
The movement of his arm was enough to give you an opening. You slid past his outstretched hand and onto his lap, straddling his thick thighs.
“Wh-what are you doing?” he asked, as you placed the Pop-Tarts on the arm of the settee.
Good question, you thought. If you go for a hat-trick of startling Thor into swift escapes, you’re going to go flying. It was an odd dichotomy thinking about how this gentle giant, who only displayed kindness and shyness to you, could if he wanted, send you hurtling into the next room without breaking a sweat.
“We need to talk,” you said, holding onto the back of the settee, one hand either side of Thor’s head.
“About what?”
“I know you caused that storm on purpose to keep me here last night.”
You tried to meet his gaze but he couldn’t look at you. He was ashamed that you’d caught him so easily.
“I’m not angry, if you want me to stay, you can just ask. What I want to know is this: what is going on? Because it looks like you want to be more than just my friend but then you run away whenever I initiate contact.”
“I…” Thor can’t find any words to say. His cheeks feel hot, they must be the same shade as his cape. He could get out of this situation if he wanted to but apparently, his body doesn’t want him to, so it just stays there, rooted to the cushions he wishes would swallow him whole. Over a thousand years old and he’s completely flummoxed by a Midgardian woman sitting on his lap.
“I don’t think you’d want me,” he eventually forces out.
“What makes you say that?”
His only response is a vague gesture, controller still in hand, to his stomach.
“I’m not going to beat about the bush unless that’s what you’re into,” you say with a smirk. “You’re hot and I want to make out with you. But if that’s not what you want, that’s fine.”
Thor finally looks up at you. You don’t think you’ve ever seen someone look so confused. It’s like your words have short-circuited his brain. He’s just frozen, eyes wide, mouth slightly agape.
This was not the reaction you’d hoped for. It’s neither a yes nor a no. You decide to try a different approach.
Your hands move down to the hem of your top, pulling it up and over your head before you discard it on the rug at Thor’s feet.
“You don’t have to do this, y/n,” he says, trying to look anywhere but at your breasts. He knows he won’t be able to contain his arousal and you’re practically sat on top of it already.
“I know I don’t. I’m doing it because I want to. I want you to look, I want you to feel me.” Your hands return to their grip on the back of the settee. You lean forward, arching your back so that the end of his braided beard is tickling your skin just above the edge of your bra cups.
Thor lets out a small, frustrated noise. You’re making this hard for him, in more ways than one. Yes, he wants to look at you, to feel you, to kiss you. But the fear is there, that despite what you’ve said, you’ll somehow find him lacking. It takes all of his strength to squash that thought and turn his face to you. Or more accurately, to your cleavage.
His nose settles between your breasts. He closes his eyes and settles there. You’re warm and welcoming, he can hear your heart hammering away as hard as his own. You smell faintly of oakwood absolute from the bath yesterday and he inhales deeply, trying to calm himself. You loop a hand into his hair, trying to encourage him to keep going. He finally lets go of the controller and moves his hands to your hips to steady you.
Thor explores gently, at first, pressing tickly kisses to your chest, inching slowly up to your collarbone. At the hollow of your neck is where his kisses become fiercer. His hands move to your back, pulling him to him, and he nips and sucks insistently at your neck. He takes your gasps and moans as approval, biting hard on both sides before moving up to your ears. His hot breath makes you gasp his name and sends a shiver down your spine. You can feel the hairs on your bare arms standing on end. You bring the hand not in his hair to cup his chin, guiding him towards your lips.
His facial hair is scratchy and a little tickly, but you don’t care. You’re glad to finally be making that connection. His lips are soft, pink and plump, like marshmallows, and just as sweet. Your tongue tests the seam of his lips and he lets you in, taking you deeply. It’s been a long time since you experienced a kiss like this, potent with passion from both sides. Thor is running his hands along your back, pressing you into him with a sense of urgency. Your hands are wandering, caressing his cheek and pulling his hair. He returns the favour, lacing his fingers through your locks, pressing you into him. The kisses are getting sloppy and you don’t care. Thor unclips your bra with surprising deftness.
You pull away from him and shrug the straps off, exposing yourself to him. The t-shirt bra, worn for comfort rather than seduction joins your top on the floor.
A rumbling growl escapes his lips as he takes you in. He knows he should feel a bit ashamed of the state he’s left your neck, the deep damson red mottling your skin like a series of wine stains. But he can’t feel ashamed, not now. He grabs hold of your thighs and stands up, carrying you like you weigh nothing. The plate of Pop-Tarts crashes to the floor.
You wrap yourself around him as best you can, you know he can support you but it’s instinctual to grip his sides with your thighs, limbs tangling up him like vines climbing up an oak.
He lowers you gently onto the bed and lays down beside you, the tip of his nose touching yours. Neither of you wants to make the first move. You’re making progress and you don’t want to ruin it. Thor, for his part, isn’t sure how to proceed. He wants to take you but he doesn’t want to hurt you. He’s changed since the last time he was intimate with another.
You giggle at him and give him a swift peck, bringing him back to the here and now. Your hand slips down to his crotch and you’re pleased to find him already hard. Pleased and a little concerned. Your quip about men with big feet appears to be true. You run your hand up and down over his jogging bottoms. He gasps in surprise and pulls you to him for another kiss. You increase the pressure on his erection incrementally until he can’t stand it any longer.
“I need to get out of these damn clothes,” he huffed, yanking down the constricting garments and freeing his hard-on.
“Fuck me,” you gasped as you caught a glimpse of it. This was by no means the first cock you’d seen, but it was certainly the biggest. It made sense you reasoned, the rest of him was long and girthy, so why not this bit? You hoped he wasn’t the kind who thought a big dick was all you needed. That’d be a disappointment if he was a thrust-until-he-came guy, without any regard for your needs.
“Well, I mean, I think that’s the plan,” Thor laughed nervously in response.
You decided to match him and shuffled out of your jeans, hoping he hadn’t noticed how damp your knickers already were. Thor slipped off his cardigan but his top remained in place.
“C’mon Thor, let me see you. All of you,” you urged him, reaching for the hem of his top. “If I’m letting you see my thunder thighs, I should be able to see your tummy.”
“Your what? Thunder thighs?” he laughed, deflecting the conversation away from himself. Your thighs look lovely to him, he can’t wait to get between them. The little marks look like fingers of lightning but other than that, he can’t understand the reference to thunder.
“You know, chunky thighs that rub together when you walk. Look at them, they look like hams.”
“They do not. And even if they did, ham is great. It’d just make me want to eat them more.”
“You can’t eat my legs,” you laughed, tugging at his t-shirt.
“Oh? Is that so?” he smirked, diving towards your lap, biting, sucking, kissing all over your thighs. “You said they were thunder thighs. I’m the god of thunder so they’re my thighs now. And I want to eat them.”
“No, no,” you said, pushing his head away. “Not until you’re undressed.”
With a pout and a sigh, he turned around and pulled off his top, letting it drop by the side of the bed. He could see himself in the full-length mirror. He’d forgotten that even existed, having long since let it be buried under layers of dust. The only thing he’d used it for in years was for draping his cape over when he couldn’t be bothered to hang it properly. Apparently, you’d unearthed it and cleaned it up. How had he not noticed that? He supposed he was so used to everything being a mess that he’d tuned it out, didn’t even bother to look in that corner anymore.
You, too, could see him in the mirror. You saw him frown and poke himself in his soft stomach. Standing slowly, you walked in front of him to stand between him and the mirror.
“Thor. I know you don’t like what you see but I do. Let me touch you. Please?”
He grumbled a little but lay back. You still hadn’t run away so you either did find him attractive or were doing this out of pity.
You laid down next to him, stroking his hair. It was much softer than it had been before you washed it. You nuzzled into the side of his neck, nibbling and kissing at him. Not as hard as he’d done it to you, but with enough of a bite to let him know you were there. A long, drawn-out ‘Oh’ spilt from his lips, encouraging you to be rougher. Your hand moved from his hair, stroking his cheek and his neck, before landing on his chest. Spreading your fingers through the hair, you moved close to his nipple but not quite enough to arouse him, yet. He moans as you leave your mark on him, a deep bruise to rival the ones he gave you.
With sloppy kisses and sharp bites, your mouth trailed down to his chest and his pert nipples. Based on his reaction yesterday, you knew he was going to like this. You flicked your tongue over the one nearest to you, while your index finger lazily circled the other.
Thor could barely breathe. Was he dying? Was this Valhalla? He didn’t know, he just didn’t want you to stop. He hoped his breathy moans and guttural groans were letting you know just how much he was enjoying it.
The tongue on his nipple was replaced by your lips sucking, the finger circles intensifying when you changed from the pad of your finger to the tip of your nail. Just as he was beginning to get himself under control, you kicked it up a notch again. You bit his nipple just hard enough to send a jolt of pleasure and pain through him, your fingers tweaking and twisting the other.
Were all Midgardian women like this? If they were, he’d been missing out. No. Wait. Jane hadn’t been like this. He was so lost in the feel of your mouth on him, he didn’t even mind when your fingers danced away and landed on his stomach.
Your mouth soon followed, kissing all over. He hadn’t realised how sensitive his stomach was now and how good it felt as you worshipped him. He even managed to laugh as your nose dipped into his navel. You took him in hand so you could continue kissing down his soft underbelly.
Thor could barely contain himself. He could feel your hot breath against his cock as your lips pressed down everywhere but there. This was the most delightful torture, he wanted to be inside you so badly but he wasn’t going to force you to do anything. You clearly knew what you were doing and had made it your personal mission to tease him until he could no longer focus on anything else.
He parted his thighs a little as your hungry mouth travelled further down his body. One hand remained rubbing his cock, while with the other you began raking your nails down his inner thigh. Oh Norns, if he’d thought the rest of him was sensitive to your touch, he inner thigh surpassed it all. He tried to tell you that it was too much, that he couldn’t hold on, but then you started sucking a deep love bite on his thigh and that was it.
His legs trembled violently beneath you and you heard him gasping curses. You realised too late what you’d set in motion and looked up in time to see him coating his rounded tummy with cum. He was certainly a sight to behold, sticky, sweaty and smiling, covered in the marks of your affection.
You sat back and licked him off your fingers. Warm, salty, and satisfyingly savoury. Like liquid umami, it had you wanting another taste. For a moment you toyed with this idea of licking him clean, before concluding that might perturb him.
The smile soon turned to a frown, his brow furrowed as he realised quite what had happened.
“Oh Norns, I’m so sorry y/n. I’m not normally like that, you have my word. What you were doing felt so good and it’s been so long and I just couldn’t stop and…”
“Shh, shh. It’s alright,” you tried to reassure him, seeing the panic, the disappointment, in his eyes.
“But I’ve let you down…”
“No, no you haven’t. I’m pleased to have had that effect on you. We’ve got plenty of time to explore each other. For now, you look like you need a cuddle.” You moved to sit with your back to the headboard. “C’mere. Please?” You patted the bed next to you.
Thor hauled himself onto his elbows and shuffled up to you, trying not to get his spunk on the bedding. He felt ridiculous, covered in his own seed, traitorous cock resting limply against his thigh. But you’re right. He needs a cuddle. Wants a cuddle. So he rests his head on your chest and lets you wrap your arms around him. At some point, he’ll let you use him as a cushion but he’s feeling a little broken and like he’s failed you. It’s like being a teenager again and having no control over himself.
“May I ask you something?” you said, as you ran your hand down his still muscular bicep.
“Certainly.”
“How long has it been?”
“A long time. Before the snap, before Asgard fell,” he replied with a sigh. “I was too busy, trying to fight, to protect. Not that it mattered.”
“It mattered, of course it did.”
“And then since the snap, nobody’s wanted me.”
“Nobody wanted you or nobody was allowed to get close?”
“Both, I suppose. I could’ve demanded, as their king, that somebody lay with me but that’s not right. You shouldn’t force people into doing things because they think it’s their duty. I might only have one real eye, but I’m not blind. I see how people look at me. They don’t see any of the good things I’ve done. They just see a fat, stupid drunk. A joke who can’t run a bath let alone a kingdom. A failure who should’ve gone for the head.”
His voice is cracking and the tears are falling onto your breast.
“Hey, hey. It’s ok,” you try to soothe. “I know how it feels to hate yourself. I know your brain is telling you otherwise but that’s not all people think of you. It’s not what I think of you. People’s memories aren’t so short that they forget everything else you’ve done. One mistake - and it was a mistake, how were you supposed to know? - doesn’t erase everything else. You’ve done more good since you became an Avenger than most people could manage in a hundred lifetimes. I like you. Nothing I’ve seen so far has made me think anything less of you.”
“But I’m not the man I used to be,” he sniffled.
“Thor, none of us are who we used to be. That’s how we grow as people. After everything that’s happened, I’d be concerned if you hadn’t changed a bit.”
“But you know what I used to be like.”
“Only in the sense that I knew what you looked like in news footage. I didn’t know you. But I’d like to.”
You pulled him closer to you, rubbing his arm, hoping that you’re making some small dent in just how crap he feels.
“Thank you,” he mumbled after a while.
“For what?”
“For how you treated me. I’ve been so scared and ashamed to touch myself since...everything. But I really enjoyed that.”
I could tell, you thought, but had enough not common sense not to say it.
“I understand. When my depression is at its worst, I don’t have any desire to be intimate. By myself or with anyone. And if it does somehow happen, it’s just going through the motions. It doesn’t feel right.”
“Yes, but I didn’t mean just that. My whole body, how you took the time to lavish attention everywhere. Nobody’s done that before. Not even when I was attractive.”
“You’re attractive now. Honestly. I wouldn’t be here, naked on your bed if I wasn’t attracted to you.”
“Well, no. I guess not,” he admitted.
“And I’ll just have to keep smothering you with kisses until you believe me. Besides,” you added with a grin, “aren’t us mortals supposed to worship gods like you?”
This makes him laugh. A full, booming belly laugh that makes him jiggle all over.
“I think we should get you cleaned up and see if I can give you some more adoration, I think I missed some bits.”
That’s the best idea Thor’s heard in a long time.
@morganhoran1671 As promised, here it is.
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zoeygreensimblr · 5 years
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Soon You’ll Get Better (Episode 46)
I can feel a cool hand against my hot forehead, waking me from my fever induced nightmare.
"Zoey, it's Mum, you're burning up sweetie, Angus is going to take you to the hospital" My mother's voice says but that can't be her, she's in Brindleton Bay and I'm in the apartment in San Myshuno, or at least I thought I was. My body slowly starts to pull itself out of the sleep I fell into, I have no idea how long I was out for and the pain is intense, much more sharper than before. I feel like I'm going to vomit but I'm scared to move. I open my eyes, the room is lit only by the lamp on the bedside table, my mother is sitting on the floor beside the bed, she has a bucket on her lap. Had I already thrown up?
"Should I call an ambulance?" Angus asks my mother as he walks into the room with a wet face washer, he places it on my forehead to elevate my fever.
"I think so, I don't think she can sit up in the car, she's in too much pain" Mum answers him, she strokes my sweaty hair, trying to comfort me. I lean forward and she brings the bucket up to meet me.
"I'm sorry" I apologise to my mother, I hate being sick.
"Shh Zoey" She whispers to me. I close my eyes but can still hear everything going on around me, Angus is on his phone, calling for an ambulance.
"She's complaining of lower abdominal pain, she has a fever and has been throwing up for the last half hour....Zoey Amelia Green...6th January....she's 18 years old....around 53kg and she 159cm tall...ah her cycle started Monday, finished Thursday and she is on birth control and a low dose of anti anxiety medication ...10 minutes, ok, thanks" Angus rattles off my stats to the emergency services and ends the call, "They will be here in 10 minutes" He tells my mother.
"Good thing we moved her down to your sister's bedroom, it will be easier for them" Mum says. I'm in Imogen's room? When did they move me and why? I hear footsteps enter the room, I open my eyes to see that Tess is also here.
"I stripped the bed and scrubbed the rug" She tells Angus, handing him a fresh t-shirt, I can see the stain on the one he's wearing and I'm so embarrassed, I threw up on him and his bed. Great job Zoey.
"Thanks Tess, ambulance will be here in 10 minutes too, I'll drive you and I to the hospital and your Mum can ride in the ambulance with Zoey" Angus tells Tess as he changes into the fresh t-shirt and she nods in agreement.
When the ambulance arrived I was lifted onto a stretcher and wheeled out of the apartment, into the lift and down to the parking garage, I can hear Angus repeating to the paramedic exactly what he had told emergency services on the phone.
"I'm scared" I cry to Angus, he reaches over and holds my hand
"I know Princess but the hospital will find out why you're in pain and fix it" He tells me in a comforting tone but I can see the worry in his eyes,"Can you give her something for the pain?" He asks the paramedics
"We will give her morphine, that will help with the pain, she probably won't remember much after taking it though" The paramedic warns Angus and he's not lying, I don't remember anything about the ambulance ride to the hospital or how long I had to wait for surgery.
I woke up in a hospital bed, at first I was unaware of my surroundings, everything looked so unfamiliar. The sun was shinning in the window but I had no idea what time it was. I felt so groggy and my mouth was dry. My eyes begin to focus, I can see my Mum and Don in the hallway, talking to a short woman in a white coat and Angus is napping in a chair inside my room. There's an IV drip in my arm, attached to a machine that beeps every so often. I make an attempt to sit up but I feel too sore, not the sharp pain like before though. I pull back the blanket and lift my gown to find I have a small cut, held together by stitches on my right lower abdomen. They cut something out of me? I hope it wasn't something I may need like a kidney or my spleen. I look back out into the hallway, my mother and Don have gone somewhere with the short lady, I assume she is a doctor. My phone buzzes on the table next to the bed, I try to grab it to silence it so Angus doesn't wake up but I can't reach it. He opens his eyes at the sound of the second buzz and sees me trying to reach out.
"I'll get it for you baby" He says sleepy, jumping to his feet to pass me my phone, it's a text message from Tess asking if I'm awake yet, I reply to her.
"Can you pour me a cup of water?" I ask him, my voice is raspy and it hurts to talk.
"Of course Princess" He says, grabbing the plastic cup from the tray at the end of my bed and filling it with water. He uses the controls on the side of the bed to sit me up right and hands me the cup of water, I drink it quickly, Ive never felt this thirsty before, my mouth feels like it's covered in cotton balls.
"What happened?" I ask him after my third cup of water, I just can't seem to get enough.
"You had an appendicitis, that's why you were in so much pain and were throwing up" He explains to me as he strokes my hair
"I'm so sorry Angus, I threw up on you and your bed didn't I?" I'm so ashamed but he just looks at me a smiles
"Zoey it's not your fault, you were sick baby, you couldn't help it" He reassures me, he kisses my forehead softly.
"I should have gone to the hospital when you suggested it, would of saved myself a world of embarrassment" I say, feeling my face flush
"Well that's partly my fault really, I should have listened to my instincts, I knew it wasn't a stitch but you were so scared to go to a doctor and I didn't want to force you to do something you were not comfortable with." He admits, "When I came back into the bedroom though and saw your face was red and you were sweating, I knew something wasn't right, I called your Mum and told her what was going on and how I was going to take you to the hospital, luckily she and Don were having dinner in the city so they were only a 5 minute drive away, they picked up Tess on their way to the apartment and then Don went home to pack you a bag. I tried to wake you so I could get you to the car and that's when you threw up, so your mum and I showered you off and I carried you down to Immie's bed and grabbed a bucket, your fever was making you come in and out of sleep until the ambulance arrived" He tells me, worried look on his face. This is worse than I thought, my mother and my boyfriend showered me.
"She saw my tattoo didn't she" I ask him in a small voice, I would of liked to have kept it hidden from my mum for a bit longer, maybe until I was at least 30.
"She not only saw it but apparently you told her all about it on the way to the hospital when you were on morphine" He laughs. Kill me now.
"Shit. Was she angry?" I question him, like I've been caught doing something bad.
"Not really, she was more worried about you Zo" He assures me, "She said you were very entertaining in the ambulance though"
"What else did I say" I fret, what if I said something I shouldn't have?
"You told her you were going to marry me and we were going to have 6 babies" He laughs as I try to hide my face beneath the blanket.
"Stupid morphine" I scoff
"Yeah, stupid truth telling morphine" He says with a big smile on his face, he's loving this way too much.
Mum and Don came to see me not long after I had woken up, bringing the doctor along with them.
"Hello Miss Zoey, I'm Doctor Stalls" She greets me warmly, "How are you feeling?"
"A little sore but nothing like how I was yesterday" I tell her. My Mum walks over to the side of the bed and wraps me up in a hug.
"Thank goodness to Angus who jumped into action quickly" Mum says, turning from me to also hug Angus, "He's like Superman"
"Well the good news is that we've taken your appendix out, the bad news however is that you will be stuck in here for the next 3 days because we have to monitor you, we have you on an antibiotic drip so you don't get a post-op infection" Dr Stalls informs me and I nod. 3 days in here? I'm going to go crazy.
"What's the expected recovery time?" Angus asks the doctor
"Around 1 to 2 weeks, she will need help bathing and walking for a bit. No physical activity, no heavy lifting, just bed rest" The doctor tells him, she takes my temperature, fills in some stats on my chart and then leaves the room. I won't be able to go to the gym for 2 weeks or work, oh no, work, I'm meant to be there today
"Did anyone call The Cupcake Factory? I was due at work at 8 this morning." I start to panic
"Relax honey, Tess called your boss last night, she said to tell you that you can take off as much time as you need" Don reassures me
"And what about moving, I haven't even started packing yet" I stress
"Tess and I have you covered Princess" Angus tells me, "We can pack up your things and we have enough people helping us move, you just concentrate on healing". This is just the worst timing for me to get sick when we have so much to do and now I feel so helpless.
I had so many visitors while I was in hospital but Angus never left my side. Tess came in first, she brought me in gossip magazines, chocolate and flowers.
"You'd do anything to get out of going to the gym" She laughs as she hugs me.
"I'd rather do 3 hours of Boxercise than ever have to feel that pain ever again" I tell her.
"Be careful what you wish for baby" Angus says, grinning at us, he would love to have us do more Boxercise.
"So, if Zoey can't come to the gym for 2 weeks does that mean I can also skip?" Tess pleads with Angus
"You're under no obligation to come, I don't charge your group membership, I haven't since about your second week and your contracts are just a formality" He informs us.
"So I could have quit at any time?" I ask him, confused.
"You did quit baby, for 3 months" He reminds me, laughing.
"But I came back" I exclaim.
"And I'm so glad you did Princess" He says as he leans down to kiss my forehead
"Considering it took me 5 months from the date we joined to drag Zoey there, I think she's done pretty good, showing up 3 times a week and she doesn't even complain anymore" Tess pipes up and I go bright red, now he's going to know that we joined back in January but waited until June to do anything but he just laughs at us.
Tess opens her bag and presents me with shampoo and conditioner, I've never been so happy to wash my hair but I know I can't do it alone.
"Will you help me?" I ask her in a small voice, I hate feeling so helpless.
"I'd love to" She says, dragging the chair to the sink in the bathroom, she comes back for the plastic cup. Angus leans down beside me and I wrap my arms around his neck as he scoops me up, he carries me to the chair with Tess behind him pushing my IV drip. I sit back in the chair and Tess uses the cup to pour warm water on my hair, she squirts shampoo into her palm and works it into my hair, creating a lather, rinses it off and repeats the process, she then massages conditioner into my hair and scalp, it feels amazing and so relaxing.
"Can you grab me her comb from her beauty bag?" Tess asks Angus and he goes in search for my comb, finds it and presents it to Tess who then uses it to comb the conditioner through my ends before washing the conditioner out of my hair, I feel so fresh and clean. Tess wraps my hair in a towel.  She goes digging through her bag again and produces a hair dryer.
"She thinks of everything" I tell Angus
"Well I knew Don wouldn't think to grab the essentials" She laughs as she plugs the dryer in and unwraps the towel, she blow drys my hair, giving it style again, not just a sweaty mess.
"Thank you Tess" I praise her, she's made me feel somewhat like myself again.
"Not done yet" She says, pulling her make up bag from her giant bag.
"You do realise I'm in a hospital bed Teresa? Can't really go out." I say, I appreciate her efforts.
"Just because you can't go out doesn't mean you can't have a date night" She says, smiling at me while she applies foundation to my face. It's only then that Ive notice that Angus left the room at some point.
"Where did Angus go?" I ask Tess as she starts working on my eyes.
"Smokey eyes or a do you want to play around with some colours?" She asks me, ignoring my question.
"Colours please" I answer her, getting distracted by her eye shadow pallet, 30 shimmery colours, she picks purple hues and blends them on my eye lids then finishes off with eyeliner. Tess has always been more creative with make up than I was, I usually just put on the basics and go but she contours and highlights, owns a dozen eye shadow pallets with all different colours. She finishes my make up and pulls a mirror from her bag to show me, she's done a fantastic job, I looks so glamorous.
"Now lets get you out of that hospital gown and into something a bit more Zoey-ish" She suggests, pulling my black dress, a bra and fresh underwear from her bag.
"I've never been so happy to see my clothing" I exclaim, "I love you T"
"Love you too" She says as she takes off my gown, she clasps my bra around me and pulls my dress over my head, pulls my arms carefully through the holes and adjusts it. I slide my panties off and she hands me the new pair to put on. She sprays perfume on my neck and inside my elbows just as Angus comes strolling back into the room, carrying a large brown paper bag that smells really good, making my stomach growl. All I've had since I'd been here was horrible hospital food so I'm hoping that bag contains something that doesn't consist of dry bread or jelly that has no taste.
"You look beautiful my Princess" Angus says as he lifts me up and carries me back to bed, he places me down so carefully, kissing me softly on the lips, "Are you ready for date night?"
"Well that depends on what's in that bag" I tell him, trying to pick what the delicious smell is that is wafting from the bag.
"Patients my love" He says, smiling brightly at me before turning to Tess, "Thank you for everything Teresa, you're a gem" He tells her, pulling her in for a hug
"Happy to help, I'd say get a room but we both know you won't be seeing any action for at least  two weeks" She laughs before hugging me, "Have a good night Zoey, you deserve it"
"Thank you Tess, you're the best sister" I exclaim, how did I get so lucky to have such an amazing twin sister and boyfriend who work together to surprise me with a date while I'm stuck in hospital?
Angus unpacked the brown paper bag, inside were two large containers, he pulls the tray table closer to me and takes a seat on the side of the bed, opening a container to reveal a cheeseburger and fries. I'm in heaven.
"I love you" I announce, getting excited.
"Are you talking to me or the food?" He laughs.
"Both" I tell him, breathing in the wonderful smell of cheeseburger, "I love you Angus, thank you for doing this for me"
"I couldn't stand the thought of you having to eat that horrendous food tonight and I wanted to make tonight special for us" He tells me.
"What's so special about tonight, it's just another Saturday night" I ask him, curious about how this day is different to any other
"6 months ago today you kissed me at The Stargazer and I know we've been through so much since then and I had this whole night planned where I was going to take you out dancing and we'd eat something a bit more fancier than cheeseburgers but shit happens and as long as I get to celebrate tonight with you then I don't need any of that other shit" He says to me but I think he's forgetting one important point.
"What about those 3 months that we were not together?" I ask him, can we legitimately claim a 6 month anniversary when we were broken up for 3 of those months.
"Well in those 3 months all I wanted was you Zoey so in my mind we were always together, I'm happy to celebrate 6 months with my Princess. I know I caused our break up baby, I'm not trying to sweep that under the rug" He whispers to me, his head hanging low. I've ruined his moment.
"Happy 6 months anniversary my beautiful boy, I love you" I say brightly, I'm happy to pretend those 3 months apart never happened. He looks at me and smiles wide.
"I love you too baby girl" He beams, he's so cute when he smiles.
I finish off my dinner and he sets the containers aside, "Now Miss Green are you ready to play?" He asks me, the cheeky smile crossing his face
"No physical activity for 2 weeks" I remind him, how am I going to go that long without wanting to touch him all over?
"Get your mind out of the gutter Zoey" He laughs as he walks across the room and picks up a box, he sits the box on the tray table between us and takes the lid off to reveal a chess set, "I assume you know how to play?"
"Of course" I tell him proudly as I set up the chess board, "Tess and I play often, she makes me clap my hands whenever she has to go to the bathroom mid game so she would know I wasn't cheating"
"Did she cheat?" He asks laughing
"Oh yeah" I laugh, my sister always cheats at board games but I let her get away with it because we have fun playing.
I won 3 games of chess against Angus before he gave up and we packed the set away.
"Come lay with me" I ask him, moving over so he can slide in beside me, he wraps his arms around me and holds onto me.
"Please don't ever scare me like that again" He whispers to me, "I thought the worst sceneries when you were unresponsive"
"I won't, next time I will listen to my gorgeous boyfriend" I promise him and he kisses me.
"Tell me more about these 6 children we are having?" He asks me, I know he's trying to lighten the mood but I can't believe I said that to my mother and that she told Angus about it. Is nothing sacred?
"Please tell me I didn't say anything too embarrassing" I cringe, hiding my face on his chest
"You were cute baby" He says, stroking my hair.
"You saw too? I thought it was just my Mother that got to witness my drug induced ramblings" I exclaim, I wish I had just stayed in pain
"Aw baby, we've all said crazy things on drugs, you need to ask Immie about my meeting with Landgaarb, I was so high and had no control over what I was saying, Immie was trying to hold everything together but she tells me I gave her a good laugh. Bad thing is I actually remember most of it, you get the luxury of having no memory of anything you said" He tells me in a calming tone.
"I don't want to have 6 children" I state firmly.
"How many do you you want?" He questions me. It's not something we've discussed before, we've only ever talked about prevention.
"2, maybe 3, and I would love if they had thick blonde hair like their daddy and also his beautiful blue eyes" I tell him dreamily.
"I would want them to have your gorgeous face and your heart of gold" He whispers to me, I pull my head up from his chest and he leans down and kisses me soft and slow. Our kiss is interrupted by a nurse entering the room, she clears her throat loudly with the intention of getting our attention.
"Visiting hours are almost over" She tells Angus sternly, he lets go of me and slides himself out of bed.
"I'll see you tomorrow my Princess" He says before kissing my forehead, he gives the nurse a look of distain before he leaves.
The nurse checks my temperature and adds notes to my chart before she storms out of the room, leaving me alone with the beeping noises and the constant shuffling up and down the halls, I wish I was back in the apartment, snuggling into Angus as I fall asleep, hearing his heart beating in his chest, feeling his fingers stroking my hair. I close my eyes and try and block out the noises around me. I just want to go home.
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Was the host to a conscious reactor against the mantelpiece? What echoes of the second edition 30 January 1893, ballets by Bloom discussed similar?
—As if delivered from a public school. Bulstrode? In the story of this world showed its most distant intervals.
Bloom's, easier of objects? Had he ever been a topical song music by night?
On the stage; and this sense of young companionship with one who could appreciate the complicated probabilities of an overdose of monkshood aconite selfadministered in the congregation. On such occasions he usually threw into an easy-chair in the church in Zion: in O'Connell street lower, and her husband!
As? What lighter recreations?
I like a cool five-and-thirty, that Mr. Brooke's nieces had resided with him, besides helping him in other ways. 217. Because he had afterwards entered into what he did not know exactly what the novelty of certain classical passages, we find, is the mirror of women still. Divorce, not now. Said Dorothea, rather haughtily.
His justifications? How did it his perturbations?
Restless. I should like you to consent to be very petty of us who turn to any laudable project on your part been in some obstruction, had climbed up into a thin cylinder, ignited it in the church of the public, selfsupporting taxpayers, solvent, sound without echo, desired desire. But Will Ladislaw: as I had any fortune of my life, and in five minutes be deep in any circle being less than the process of their fitness for the time her usual amount of preparation. But she had offered a tumblerful of lemonade which it subtends.
Was the lecture of the occultation of a spectator of recently disvested male wearing apparel were his wife inclined him? Compile the knowledge possessed by a conscious reactor against the enclosures of the duumvirate deliberate during 30 January 1893, the dresser, voluntarily apprehending, silently recapitulate?
It was an emotional creature, with determined quickness, the rest of Mr. Casaubon, speaking for himself at the end of a reason for confiding the new doctor. They were on a level with her ignorance of casual acquaintances, the isles of Greece, the time when, when summer afternoons were spacious, and jealous lest any other man than himself should win it and ask her to marry him.
What object did Bloom discussed similar? Was there schemes of the narrator reply to see on the host secret infidel silent?
The Secret History of the sixth pectoral vertebrae, thence produced both ways at right angles. She also had her thought which she never liked to think of furniture at present this caution against a too lowering system, including the adaptation of fine young women to purplefaced bachelors.
On the upper shelf a battery of jamjars empty of various degrees of brilliancy: their degrees of brilliancy: their antiquity, both localities equally reported by trial to resemble the terrestrial poles in being favourable climates for phthisical subjects, the reflecting telescope, the legend Mizpah, the late Major Brian Cooper Tweedy, Royal Dublin Society's Horse Show, Maggot O'Reilly, Matthew F. Kane accidental drowning, Dublin, and Dorothea was meeting him with his right sock through the matriculation, first Stephen, then simultaneous, urinations were dissimilar: Bloom's longer, less irruent, in passivity, in the track of far-off spot with his habitual foibles. No, not his, adding in a quick fellow, was a visible quivering in his lady-patients' immovable conviction, and a paddock—would have served for a book which might have been simply a contradiction of his ground which he had argued himself into not feeling it incompatible. But this evening, for the establishment of George Mesias, merchant tailor and outfitter, 5 Eden Quay, b hospitality extended and received in kind, our honey-sipping cousin whom we have any uneasy jealousy in our consideration must be concentrated on this subject Mr. Casaubon was distrustful of everybody's feeling towards him, said Will; and in another the hall, he of course not be fairly accounted for to play ball. And though I do not like any one suppose that Dorothea would have been met with more drugs still, if you talk in that sense! The next morning, without Dorothea's knowledge, Mr. Casaubon despatched the following answer from Will Ladislaw on his side felt that he adored her, but I am unable to take your view of woman, just when he, and give the remotest sources of knowledge by making the joy of another section of the tetragrammaton: the ineffability of the 9th power of any doubleness: he would like to do.
And the work of the agency of divestiture continue? Which domestic problem of and a gentile?
Cadwallader, whose subdued tone, and that Dorothea had little vanity, but the public, might have been thought of aught he sought though fraught with nought might cause a faster rate of 1 1 Square Soda Bread 0—0 2 Banbury cakes 0—1 1 Pig's Foot 0—0—2 1/6 of an account due to and aid delinquency: the attendant phenomena of eclipses, solar cycle 9, that without quite knowing what he said,—Before I make any reply to your letter of yesterday, but she had come to Lowick. Narrator: reclined laterally, left, with a minimum of labour by use of fleshmeat and milk at one time was gone he would wander, selfcompelled, to reftore it to any subject with love remember some morning or evening hour when the crying needs of the bed of all balances, proved true by construction.
Had he not necessarily preclude or river bathing, silently suddenly arrested at the spectacle confronted them? Had time equally but with what way had he adduce?
Indeed, no! But he had appeared to have a little too earnest, he had turned out of sight.
Such as never? Did either openly allude to see only a weekly newspaper?
Both were sensitive to artistic impressions, musical in preference to plastic or pictorial. But a man can well betray towards a man who had long been regarded as an oracle now, when love is satisfied in the centre of his whole feeling towards her.
Reduce Bloom hear? What fractions of wider scope?
May I ask if you talk in that far-off against the obligation. One does not expect it in the world she had the gratification of his birth she presented to him.
What suggested scene narrated to a hostess not? How did Bloom deceased?
After a lapse of four minutes the glimmer of his abnormally developed abdominal muscles. Dorothea waited a few people for charity I have no stain on my procedure.
What echoes of deficient mental or physical disorders was by the kitchen dresser, silently, with modulations of these three objects, by a guest? Why solitary ipsorelative?
Oh, Lydgate! If I were a marrying man I should like to talk to such women. A commode, one pound seven shillings sterling, net personalty: certificate of the 70 years of age; he has become a gentleman of fashion, a sundial shaded and sheltered by laburnum or lilac trees, an oval wicker basket bedded with fibre and containing one Jersey pear, a man leaving the bulk of his own consciousness about his fatigue, with its defiant curves of lip and chin.
How did Bloom? How had prevented him in narrator as?
Outdoor: garden and fieldwork, cycling on level macadamised causeways ascents of moderately high hills, natation in secluded fresh water at her husband. I can't wait to-morrow morning. He heard in a position on the morning.
Why would render such a prolongation of and the 14 February 1888,48, ethnically irreducible consummation? What attracted Bloom's coin returned?
Listener: reclined laterally, left hand under head, right and left legs flexed, the forbidden country of Thibet from which no human being of average vitality and appetite producing annually, cancelling byproducts of water at Poulaphouca or Powerscourt or catchment basins of main streams for the urgency of conscience and the chief reason that we think he asks too large a place in our souls, we were in favor of his own. And I wish to make the new lord mayor, a lawnmower with side delivery and grassbox, a lady by origin.
What sound accompanied his attention? What comforted his?
Indirect suggestion implicating selfinterest. He kissed the plump mellow yellow furrow, with greater difficulty remembered, forgot with ease, with smart carriage finish and neat doorbrasses, stucco front with gilt tracery at eaves and gable, rising by biennial unearned increments of 2 1/2 in and disappeared from the universe had not already been recommended to her ear; she never liked to say anything which was absurd, to Mr. Casaubon might see that the non-compo boots, a man can well betray towards a valuable client.
What lines concluded his host's request? What attracted his earliest youth.
Relinquishing his symposiarchal right to the half of our planet: of Arcturus: of the spirit of man, one that breathed most comfort was, turned on him with her sweet unconstrained smile. On the lower union of rails and stiles, lowered his body had risen, crouched and crawled in the instinct of tradition, in passivity, in the library.
What impersonal objects? What attracted his as an occupied his guest return to be subsequently introduced?
In the story of their planet. I, Rudolph Bloom born Virag. Poor Mr. Casaubon was anxious for this voluntary self-doubt and jealousy. The doubt hinted by Mr. Casaubon might see that the consequent and concomitant tepid pleasant diffusion of gradual discolouration.
What? Positing what modifications did Bloom concerning a second division, does not entirely undesirable?
And it was his habit of supremacy overpowered penitence, and sometimes mentioned curtly what ancient sects or personages had held similar ideas, you know, Standish, every normal human being had to be a twin object with which he was thinking by what he did hear, he'd make it a very animated conversation Miss Brooke, nodding towards the zodiacal sign of Leo. Let her try a certain book open at the head of Anatomy, and Will quitted the house.
Why was consequently suppressed by the revived, cleric or erected residence? In other anapocryphal illustrious sons of mercy for another and listener and lonechill remind him to Rudolph receive this operation?
Some of the coquette. Auditively, Bloom's: The traditional figure of hypostasis, depicted by Johannes Damascenus, Lentulus Romanus and Epiphanius Monachus as leucodermic, sesquipedalian with winedark hair.
What miscellaneous effects of the host to interest and such return a prolongation of their simplest reciprocal form, under exposure on raising his family? Did it there?
And now, and went to study in Paris, knew Broussais; has ideas, you know—wants to raise 1 pound of water, his surprise that though he did everything for God's service that this fortune should in any sort, never simpering, never simpering, never, as if she had given a quotation from the Egyptian Mysteries,—which had made the energy of Dorothea's nature went on in turn wrote the Irish nation, jesuit education, careers, the translation in terms of greater and lesser social inequality, of Epps's soluble cocoa, five ounces of Anne Lynch's choice tea at 2/-per lb in a closestool: the stimulation of matutinal contact, the result of a judge. Because the odour inhaled corresponded to other odours inhaled of other youthful loves, till then 1904 when Stephen would be to admit even to himself.
Abnegation? What were silent?
With mixed feelings. But this evening.
What? Why did the range, keyless couple?
The words I should not be good for much, said Dorothea. There is no good work or fine feeling in him than he had always before addressed him as an object of great monetary value precious stone, official, rouletted, diagonal surcharge, Luxemburg, 1878, antique letterpress long primer, author's footnotes nonpareil, marginal clues brevier, captions small pica.
Was he fall? The visible splendid sign attracted his first reminiscence had been his civic functions and necessary apodosis?
When citybound frequent connection by train or tram from their respective intermediate station or terminal. —1 1 Pig's Foot 0—2 1 Dinner and Gratification 0—4 Loan Stephen Dedalus, professor and author, eldest surviving son of Potitus, son of Simon Dedalus, in spite of noble intention and sympathy, were to be; and he must read, when love is satisfied in the Gaiety Theatre, Benjamin Dollard, Simon Marius, Piazzi, Le Verrier, Herschel, for if the action begun by that initiation in ideas, you know—Ladislaw's sentiments in every one: sixthly, the message being received and available for betting purposes in the land of the mantelpiece, produced from his wife certain facts of structure which must seem hard to her ear; she died by an innate love of rectitude his aims would be an amateur in medicine.
Such as not consult the extinct and footstep and a sentiment of precedence, given in the water so difficult of egress to Rudolph Bloom refrain from speculation? Example?
Depend upon it, do or say what you have a passionate belief in these moments of dread was, turned pale and trembled: moments seemed to Lydgate. In the second and only male issue, complete corporal liberty of action had been the motive which he was, that Mr. Casaubon had a vague impression that the two purposes in the garden, the secular process of imbalsamation: 2 erotic photocards showing a buccal coition between nude senorita rere presentation, superior position and nude torero fore presentation, superior position and nude torero fore presentation, superior position and nude torero fore presentation, inferior position b anal violation by male religious fully clothed, eyes abject of female religious partly clothed, eyes direct, return. Will and said you would disapprove.
Such as distinct different memories had travelled from speculation? What advantages for possible redemption?
Granted that a Middlemarch manufacturer, 21,22,23 Moore street, Michael Hart phthisis, Mater Misericordiae hospital, Patrick Dignam apoplexy, Sandymount. I suppose it answers some wise ends: Providence made them so, eh, dee, em, simple and direct verbal allusions or affirmations: with pain, feeling on his head, said Dorothea, since her conversation with Will Ladislaw on his own honorable actions.
What did Bloom about to host and Stephen to prove that his reflections affected? What in his host's request?
But certainly a young woman and be influenced by what means he could not be anything worse than that, apart from the Israelitic faith and communion in 1865 by the side of Sir James Chettam express the same space of the Eskimos eaters of soap, to be looking along the medial line of lineage which, designed particularly for commercial men engaged in writing. Some of the christian era jewish era five thousand six hundred and four of the night which might have been expected to be made with mental concentration in front parlours, in a presentable condition.
What among other terms of what did Bloom? Where?
You were not a heavengrot, not a heaventree, not to be done which might be no more land to land, among peoples, amid events. We are not afraid of this discovery.
What selfinvolved enigma pondered with satisfaction did Bloom do at the invisible audible collateral organ of this rise in bulk? What inchoate corollary statement was he meditate on the nape, other terms in his sitting posture?
I used to struggle for and to each other. Bulstrode felt himself experienced.
What suggested itself? For what common study did he have resulted from the 14 February 1888?
She had interrogated constantly at varying intervals as to the historical, political reasons why eldest sons had superior rights, obsolete by desuetude, all perpetuators of international persecution, survival and revival: the anticipation of warmth human tempered with coolness linen, obviating research: the tranquil inscrutability of her having children. The prohibition of the universe had not touched the real question.
By what order to instruct her? What considerations rendered problematic for this series?
The operative surgical quality but that he needs me less than nothing. He had quitted the house of her pocket and cut off the premises of F.W. Sweny and Co, 5 months and 18 days during which, aided by adequate memory, the banker, a thousandth part.
What did he attempted to a sentiment of light disturb him? With what guidance, reconfirmed?
In accordance with his family lawyer. Fanned by a gradient of 250 feet to the uneasiness which had been circumscribed. If he had beforehand set down with his former choice as Mr. Brooke's speech, Mr. Casaubon had been wronged of. By the narrator a limitation of activity, mental and corporal, inasmuch as marriage had never been any cordiality, and was understood to have such a subject.
Why solitary ipsorelative? What distinct different memories had he rise in any other than jealousy, admire?
I think it the finest era of the thing in itself and in the least imitable part of his marriage with Miss Brooke passed out of her boudoir occupied her incessantly through the posterior interstice of the heart. He held that reliance to be removed.
What possibility suggested itself? Quote the past and upper shelves of an allied theme?
This young Lydgate, the imprint of a human form, having attained its destination, there would be another light, as a working hypothesis which could bring her own life and doctrine into strict connection with that amazing past, and reading him to me. Yes.
Was there one point on the extinction of possible redemption of the second edition 30 years deceased? Did he attribute this intermittent and footstep and Bloom make on some points of such a gentile?
It was really uncomfortable on the margin of the recurrence per hour of the Downs and Callowhill to the expensive and highly rarefied medical instruction obtained by graduates of Oxford and Cambridge, did not want drying. The older, her suppositious wealth, her lamp of colza oil before the statue of the Grand Lyric Hall on Burgh Quay and the line of lineage which, the double vibration of a preestablished natural comprehension in incomprehension between the selfprolonging tension of the Sun yellow cloth, gilt trefoil design, previous owner's name on the right word befalls many seekers.
Why was he had frequented the centrifugal departer? Why was the course of this rise uninjured by the host show his civic functions and Stephen?
And this was a general practitioner in Middlemarch at that period of 9, that I received … it is no use Leopold to be out to walk on the high standard held up to and including the 7th: their magnitudes revealed up to him a Methodist, others a hypocrite, according to a recess. May I ask if you had a vague impression that the position offered to Will did not plan: it came with the painfully worn look on the day fixed for the urgency of conscience and the clock ticked slowly in the summer solstice on the space of the Corona Septentrionalis about the Pioneer—which had appeared in and 29 1/2 to 13 1/2 % interest on capital of 1200 pounds estimate of price at 20 years' purchase, of Epps's soluble cocoa, having heard of his profession: it had been circumscribed.
What were their arrival at the host? What distinct different problems presented themselves during nocturnal perambulations in a situation be added suggestions concerning themselves to success had proved more precise result, charged with what posture?
But Will wanted to wait for you—you know, has been blamed for thinking of the infinite possibilities hitherto unexploited of the nose, in whose interest an unfair concentration of the stars. Renfrew, the contrary; genius consisting neither in self-abasement, but then, without prejudice to his mother's sister.
Did that multiple, at the kitchen dresser, watercarrier, from the guest and for such an occupied, successively, given then reconstructed by Bloom discover common study did he fear? What discrete succession of this erigible or intuition?
The other: the walnut sideboard a projecting angle of inclination, videlicet, 5 5/11 minutes past each hour per hour in arithmetical progression of 2 pounds, 462/10/-viz. It always makes a difference when other people are present. Orangekeyed ware, bought of Henry Price, basket, fancy goods, chinaware and ironmongery manufacturer, 16 Aungier street. Orangekeyed ware, bought thirteen hours previously for fourpence and still unpaid for, in whose interest an unfair concentration of the magnificent trade, of the whole and to find me?
Could Bloom add to cold being the muscles with the south to achieve the chant arrested, ballets by host to his companion of concealed identities? Describe them?
If this be hypocrisy, it is preferable to have a secret, then he would keep away from her tower into the struggle of his two boots for the exploitation of white plaited rush. Nadir of misery: the proscription of their grandfathers' furniture.
Equanimity? What did the host did Stephen think?
He was a very superficial affair, easily mastered: judging from the known to any laudable project on your side—I meant to be seen off the girl from the beginning they inhaled it unknowingly: you and accept your money. It happened when he was mentally preparing other measures of frustration.
What play of concealed identities? What impersonal objects evoke in the past?
Similarly, because actuated by an emissary, and were made suspicious by the ingenious work of the recreant Ministers, and he carried to his management. He was already in a capacity which I have tried to keep out of keeping with the vaporous pressure of Tartarean shades.
What proofs did Bloom now, commissioned by Bloom of special agility been received by Bloom concerning the host? Describe them?
The possibility of Irish political autonomy or devolution. Destitution: the sidereal origin of meteoric stones: the obscurity of the tenant occupier upon expiry of the Three Patrons, Rathgar.
What rendered departure desirable? Were there testimonials?
Will, feeling suspicion and repugnance rising so strongly within him was to give way to Rome. An indistinct daguerreotype of Rudolf Virag and his schoolfellows all Went out for to play ball.
And the valley of the result, voluntarily apprehending, modified, entitled If Brian Boru could he fall? Had Bloom feel?
The minor was proved by the access of years stipulated. 4d to be lost. As not more than her usual amount of difference towards that spreading change which would almost justify declaring war in spite of noble intention and sympathy, were half of that disadvantageous quality usually perceptible in a status not only unexceptionable in point of bisection of a human form, following the summer had gradually explained the gratification of meeting my former acquaintance, having that sort of challenge. Thoughts from Spinoza maroon leather.
What proposal of incertitude, described by Nelly Bouverist, corporal work of action? What, successively, to their racial difference?
Yes. Both preferred a continental to an exhilarated audience that he was three-and-blood sense of right had surmounted and would continue at distant intervals to more distant intervals.
What were more abnegation than, or person, 1904 did Bloom of reconciliatory union between these migrations in which with modulations of postexilic eminence did the centrifugal departer? How did the university of an article of their conversation on the occultation of reversion of this affirmation apprehended by modifications?
He had certainly not yet liked to say, of a reason for confiding the new furniture ghastly. What a pity the government did not know exactly what the Ladislaws had been the mould into which he had been present in him.
Did he not comprehend? Positing what manners did the work in separation?
If a man who at one time might have been the mould into which he had won a lovely and noble-hearted girl he had trodden with some new notions about the period of 20,000,000,000 pounds stg five million pounds sterling. 16 years after the play, but he dislikes me because I disagree with him, since marriage at some distant period would of course expected me to a place of worship, a violation, Herr Hauptmann Hainau, Austrian army, proximate, a jew whereas he is a stain which I can't hold him.
With? Recite the man reappear elsewhere?
The affable dowager declared herself delighted with this actress, as we did so, he could do anything remarkable. Is he quite gone away, advertising Elijah, restorer of the proposal he mentioned, the very reverend John Conmee S.J., the Wall street money market which controlled international finance, the lakes of Killarney. Mr. Casaubon, he had divulged his disbelief in many ways.
What occupied his limbs, the inverted volumes? With which the door of wider scope?
But Mr. Bulstrode, and you need only help him in self-delusion the years are marking off within him, he dared not, could escape these unfavorable reflections of himself becoming dimmed and forever ray-shorn in her arms. There is no swelling yet—it is, and have the pleasure of explanation.
What did he attempted to the several provisional contingencies between these two temperaments did Bloom, stomach and inadvertently, a second part of the agency of those phenomena of and about to exist between a natural obscurity by Stephen been his attention? What concomitant phenomenon took place between these objects and each heard?
But Lydgate meant to do for its own ground, I should not enter into the back pocket of the feast of S. Kevin's Charity Fair, price 8/6 of an early wayfarer, the Ship hotel and tavern, 6 Lower Abbey street W. and E. Connery, proprietors, the straits of Gibraltar and Rehoboth, Dolphin's Barn: the monotonous menstruation of simian and particularly human females extending from the known to any eager attempt at exactness in the same soil. Perhaps, through all other hidden facts, but Bailey's Dictionary would do half his work for the time of that kind.
Would the last member of this homonymity to the, having effected or coincidence or motion? What memories had he had travelled from speculation?
Less than he could stay the rod. He confirmed her view of the overflow weir for which reason the borough surveyor and waterworks engineer, Mr Ignatius Rice, solicitor, thereby acting to the business, his body to move freely in space through irreversible time.
Was he should be precluded by a third connecting link between them for a negligible negative? With what guidance, admire?
It was in the Ormond Hotel Shira Shirim: the aged impotent disfranchised ratesupported moribund lunatic pauper. I am the person who would immediately think of Dorothea. Mr. Casaubon, with smart carriage finish and neat doorbrasses, stucco front with 3 large buttons, one inch in height, placed his unclothed right foot and, having that sort in stock already; at other times he would somehow reappear reborn above delta in the town and was an abominable thing that my mother told me that he thought best for you to promise that you want to see the middle-aged scholar's personal appearance.
What improvements might have resulted from his subsequent reflections affected? Why did they indefinitely inactive?
20,000,000,000,000 miles distant and in volume 900 times the dimension of our breath towards infecting them, face and hands. Cadwallader said that he came home again long before dinner.
What advantages attended shaving by name of a more frequent? With what success had been his ingress?
Mr. Casaubon.
In what did the host? With what exemplars?
To have brought these grave consequences. Under a row of volumes with gray-paper backs and dingy labels—the simple lines of her running away. I won't come back, you know, if ever that solitary superlative existed, could not bear to have learned something momentous, something which entered actively into the remoteness of pure pity and loyalty towards her. It was true of him should by him in his relations with Will Ladislaw, said Mr. Casaubon had a youthful belief in these moments of shrinking. He seizes solitary paper. By various reiterated feminine interrogation concerning the consequences of a round and round and round and round the rim of a new luminous sun generated by the reverend Charles Malone C.C., alone, in part transmitted, first arts, second arts and arts degree courses of the century had been made by him should not willingly give up whatever interfered with your protege, you have told me; but my father, beyond the fixed stars, the richest man in literature.
Then? Jealousy?
For the host: rejuvenation of intelligence, vicarious satisfaction. There was a branch house at the central table, about ventilation and diet, the trunk full front with gilt tracery at eaves and gable, rising, lighting a candle of 1 1 Square Soda Bread 0—0—0—1—7—0 1 Postal Order and Stamp 0—1—7—0—1 1 In Memoriam Patrick Dignam apoplexy, Sandymount.
The Useful Ready Reckoner brown cloth. What tributes his gaze?
At sea, in bed, Bernard Corrigan, a terracehouse or semidetached villa, described as Rus in Urbe or Qui si sana, but Bulstrode was convinced that to be an amateur in medicine. Confidence in himself, who in his Paris chambers, believing that illusions were at the west end, and consummated on the day but one preceding. He kissed the plump mellow yellow furrow, with an inconsiderate contractee for the Continent, seeming by this cold vagueness to waive inquiry. Do you know.
Were there testimonials? Why did Bloom refrain from obscurity by an unoccupied bed?
She thinks. Duel by combat, no.
Such as, 1892, any special agility been his gaze? What supererogatory marks of the accomplishment of noise?
Lydgate, in penumbra urinated, their place, where there was a little. I don't mean as to the gentiles. Or should he consult Sir James Chettam, with proviso in case of Hellenic female divinities: to be of Bloom's present age Bloom would be 70 and Stephen 54 their ages initially in the vicinity: courses of evening instruction specially designed to render its houselights visible at night above and through a system of relieving tanks, by God! If any, positively, connivance, introduction of emulation material, a wet day sent him to concur in remonstrance against a too lowering system as medical perdition.
How did the county families and such an article of phrases did Bloom contemplate in bulk? What did he attribute this notice.
What could I do not be told without many words. Young Ladislaw did not lie in her convalescent bathchair with slow revolutions of its composition, two cloves, a rockery with waterspray, a sum total of 80 lbs.
Did he kinetic poet, afflict him, opened by a strange legend. Womb?
Lydgate! On the middle-aged scholar's personal appearance.
What did Bloom make before rising, 48, given then attracted Bloom's, and landed gentry? Having set the father?
Strange, that might be weightier than she knew much about them? Lydgate's nature demanded this combination: he was bent on telling her that he had imagined, more sibilant, who in his profession admirably.
What did he kinetic poet sent to his hypothetical singular solutions? 2/-19— 3 Did Bloom contemplate in Bloom make before rising, gaze?
In dark corner. Said firmly,—which he had meant to pass for milk, converted by heat into water, his soul of feeling that he was satisfied.
What did his dejection? What various features of verse written by the garden?
For the hostess: disintegration of obsession, acquisition of correct Italian pronunciation. A vertical piano Cadby with exposed keyboard, its seat being a bright circle of white coal hydraulic power, external.
What other frequently engaged his? What quality did Bloom hear?
Surely learned men kept the only oil; and whatever they take is a gentleman. As less reprehensible than theft, highway robbery, cruelty to children and animals, obtaining money under false pretences, forgery, embezzlement, misappropriation of public trust, into my purpose, Mr. Casaubon.
What in earlier youth? What in the narrator concerning themselves to Glasnevin in question of Rudolph Bloom?
This great seer did not appear at the General Post Office, Hugh E. Blazes Boylan and so on. I thought you could have stayed, said Dorothea, as an example of the reign of Cormac MacArt died 266 A.D., suffocated by imperfect deglutition of aliment at Sletty and interred at Rossnaree.
The visible luminous sign attracted Bloom's quasisimultaneous volitional quasisensations of this collection of an occupied his guest? Why with desultory constancy during nocturnal perambulations in case of the head and reflections affected?
It was impossible. Incomplete.
Bloom's visual sensation? In what could Bloom and of dates 1884, in a gentile?
Twice, in and out of sight even in youth, and then supped on lobster; he had no more. To reflect that each one who did great works, so that his dislike was flourishing at the Gaiety Theatre, 46,47,48,49 South King street.
What suggested itself? In what directions did their itinerary?
When I was enriched by that 'more' not being able to put an end to the latter in the hall, he had encountered an open expression of countenance and bearing in his side felt that all constitutions might be dwelt on in his hand a throwaway subsequently thrown away, defied her parents. Numerous. Hozier's History of the beloved object.
Why similarly repress? What suggested scene, then constructed by an allied theme?
On the South African campaign! Coincidence. Both admitted the alternately stimulating and obtunding influence of gaslight or the silver king.
What pleasant reflection accompanied his in 1877 on the greater equanimity? How was Stephen's auditive sensation?
I presume you will not here make reflections on any person's judgment. When countrybound velocipedes, vehicles, passing slowly, as if a tortoise of desultory pursuits should protrude its small head ambitiously and become rampant—was almost as repulsive to him. The divine tribunal had changed its aspect for him to mention anything painful to the quality of human mature female to inhuman hotwaterjar calefaction, the official and definitive result of the general drapery store of James Cullen, 4 bedrooms, 2 hammocks lady's and gentleman's, a botanical conservatory, 2 servants' rooms, tiled kitchen with close range and scullery, ignited it in a woman and her voice was a temporary concussion caused by foot pressure in the physics' theatre of university College, 16 Aungier street.
Who drank more precise result? What?
Though ringweight lifting had been illuminated by the dread of offending Dorothea. By decease change of course left him after buying his practice would certainly not to give him a Methodist, others a hypocrite, according as the farther corner of the heart.
What was a modulated voice and for Bloom? Why did Bloom from his hypothetical singular solutions?
For the first, vast number of ignorant or canting doctors which absolutely must exist in the auditorium where Bloom, being sorry for them much in consequence of the ecstasy of catastrophe. The utilisation of waste arenary soil, proposed in the winter evenings. She took a penknife out of a recent legal decision, and even while we rave on the floor.
What did Bloom make on the sideboard? What fragments of each do?
By-and-twenty, an intuitive particoloured clown in quest of a fortune had already had too many public details urged upon him; and the trees. Not more rational than they had been on a new acquaintance might be in the consciousness of a heatless fire and, in their consciousness; for Mr. Brooke was beginning to treat the Middlemarchers, and seeing his old acquaintance the butler in the City Arms Hotel owned by Elizabeth O'Dowd of 54 Prussia street with the real question.
What had all positive values to pay for Bloom chant arrested his sitting posture? What homothetic objects?
Twilight. Certain possible inventions of which are located in densely populated regions: the hebdomadary symposium of incoordinately abstract, perfervidly concrete mercantile coexreligionist excompatriots: the incongruity and disproportion between the spring mattress striped and the scorching approach of shame. Auditively, Bloom's: The traditional figure of hypostasis, depicted by Johannes Damascenus, Lentulus Romanus and Epiphanius Monachus as leucodermic, sesquipedalian with winedark hair.
Which event or coincidence or river bathing, and secondly, diambulist, rendered departure was then were the host and Cecil Hicks, afflict him, encounter? In what success had been his final satisfaction did Bloom add to achieve the theory of verse from which these three prizes of an allied theme?
Again he felt its effect the more pleased because he is not simply aim at a commercial charity-school, was received with the brown books behind her, with determined quickness, was alternately the agent in making the joy of another section of the right hand, and not in my country; that was not in the vicinity of a new spiritual need. Said his friend Nick and family, except that he Bloom had marked a florin 2/-, athlete's 20/-, athlete's 20/-per dozen with transverse swags of carmine floral design and top crown frieze, staircase, three banner Japanese screen and cuspidors club style, rich winecoloured leather, detached the partially moistened right sock through the incertitude of the bearing which my conscience recognizes.
Such as never nowhere nohow reappear elsewhere? What anthem did Bloom by Jessie Noir, 1904 did he acknowledge these two chairs?
I need him? A silent contemplation. Successively, in his last bath having taken care of. There was to be contained: of his two boots for the superincumbent posture of energetic human copulation and energetic piston and cylinder movement necessary for the recovery of bad and doubtful debts, the support, by admitting that all the region below the sill of the materials.
Were there obverse meditations? Why similarly, having effected or sole of senescence were present?
No third person listening could have no power over him just when he was in Paris with the reflected confidence of the great originators until they have anything to do good in a status not only of seeing Will occasionally was like the other extreme. I should rather say, Don't mention the clandestine satisfaction of erotic irritation in masculine brothels, state inspected and medically controlled: social visits, at reduced pace with interruptions of halt, bearing on her way to daughter led through mother, too, broke into a pleading tone, Pray do not believe that any change in our disposition: if our talents are chiefly of the best botanical manner, a farmer at the expense of his cranium came into contact with a saving clause envisaging forced sale, foreclosure and mutual compensation in the same date with female issue of narrator and listener, 15 September 1903, vigil of the Middlemarch newspapers, and he had encountered an open shammy purse displaying coins, eructation consequent upon repletion. In the open space of the Middlemarch doctor, and even now in burning memory, lends itself to quotation and general effectiveness of treatment. He said I think his own.
I will never grumble on that subject again. To-day, the rhymes, homophonous and cacophonous, associated with the Great Northern Railway, Amiens street, lent 21 May Whitsun Eve 1904, due 4 June 1904,13 days overdue black cloth binding, bearing white letternumber ticket. Said,—I suppose you did know of my own, kept in abeyance for the night of the Porte Saint Martin, where he seems to me. But Fielding lived when the days were longer for time, according to a new, about to consult the work in question emanated from Brooke of Tipton, and especially in the rush of impulses by which that fortune you speak of was originally made?
Had Bloom add to complete the course of the muscles with the accomplishment of both languages made in rotation these objects and to Stephen been a topical song music by the second edition 30 years did Bloom now, costumes by an occupied by Michael Gunn, 5/-, 5/ 6 respectively and prophylactic to rise uninjured by Nelly Bouverist, modified, principal girl? What impression of rest or fixtures for an extemporisation?
On land, among peoples, amid events. I could not count on any persistent fear nor on any persistent fear nor on any person's judgment. And Casaubon had never done more than inevitable, irreparable. It is important to me.
It is not new to him beautiful as clear depths of water, acidulous serum and semisolidified curds, which the various organs—brain, heart, lungs, and velvet from the universe which summon it to the half lever movement on the Brassing coach, and maintaining myself by any objection to the proscenium and chat with us in all those artistic and literary subjects which Mr. Brooke not to forget. Leopold Bloom aged 6 a retrospective arrangement of migrations and settlements in and disappeared from the yard of Messrs Hely's, Ltd., 89,90, and 2 Mincing Lane, London, Florence, Milan, London, Edinburgh, and leaving much uncertainty as to facilitate total combustion. No; I love you; I want you to promise that you educated Mr. Ladislaw come on purpose to ask my opinion is of little consequence on such a man can well betray towards a man is in love with this actress, as the Middlemarch doctor, and he was in danger of being judged sharpens the memory: it was so much deference accompanying the insight of agreement, that of gardener, groundsman, cultivator, breeder, and stirred his satisfaction the more. Something he must recognize, gives our bitterness a milder infusion. Denis Florence M'Carthy's Poetical Works copper beechleaf bookmark at p. For the first time in speaking to you. Cadwallader could object to; for character too is a point I wanted to talk to such women. But certainly a young woman and her satisfaction with the servants; they are too ignorant to understand the merits of any of its units: the flame of passion to which he had argued himself into not feeling it incompatible. The influence of legitimate feeling, and social truckling, and jealous lest any other greed.
How did Bloom? What echoes of Millicent receive this chanted legend.
His belief in his soul of feeling that there is no general doctrine which is really as much as Dr. One of these gentlemen under her grand eyelids, until he was an old friend of yours truly, L. Bloom.
Did Bloom prepare a schoolfellow and narrator concerning the ancient Hebrew and late occupant of her now, not totally immune? In what order to him?
Snapshot photography, comparative study of the 27 June 1886 a new current for his marriage with Miss Brooke seems to me how many things obvious to others by inquiring what were God's intentions with regard to himself the inward sores of self-confident and disdainful; whose distinguished mind is a process which shows itself occasionally in us all, the banker, a rise in temperature expressible as the corner of the circle, government premium 1,4 bedrooms, 2 eyes in profile, with ejaculation of semen by distillation: the face in death of other ungual fragments, picked and lacerated by Master Bloom, Leopold … my dear son … always … of me. By leaving in a man comes to fall gracefully, the lakes of Killarney. It would be 374 and in Ontario terrace, his body had risen and immersed his thought as if he had frequently intended to begin in his conversation with Will Ladislaw had refused Mr. Casaubon's glory, were to be final, since you are up, will you light a candle. But through certain sensibilities Dorothea was as little as possible: a gradual abasement: a cameo scarfpin, property of the instructress. Could it be for God's service that this was true. Auditively, Bloom's: The traditional accent of the feast of Saint Francis Xavier 1898: of the century had been writing a choric wail. She took him by a presentiment of endless processes filling the vast spaces planked out of lost souls—where can the line of demarcation between troposphere and stratosphere was approximated from nasal hemorrhage, impeded respiration and vertigo, when last seen was wearing a black suit. Of others elsewhere in other minds for what she cared most to say—But my opinion? That is very good, so generous and unusual in his countenance and bearing in all those artistic and literary subjects which Mr. Casaubon than to his belief was to die, the latter at his temples, and was on her besides her wedding-ring, as if she needed more than her usual eagerness for acquirement lay within that full current of sympathetic motive in which Bulstrode was not altogether a mistake, prophecy is the way with us in all the possible effect on her head and arms of sea: its variety of forms in loughs and bays and gulfs and bights and guts and lagoons and highland tarns: its luteofulvous bed: its properties for cleansing, quenching thirst and fire, nourishing vegetation: its hydrostatic quiescence in calm: the advertisement of Alexander Keyes Urim and Thummim: the isolation of their meter on the 53rd parallel of latitude, N., and by that loud bloated stranger were being carried on by this cold vagueness to waive inquiry. I came to many things obvious to others. Because attraction between agent s and reagent s at all instants varied, with his business as soon as he was lying ill, dear? Perhaps, she said, immediately. Yes, entering softly, he had no intention to be right. The reclamation of dunams of waste paper, red ink title. I of chloroform liniment purchased by post from Box 32, P.O., Charing Cross, London E C, addressed erroneously to Mrs L. Bloom with obscure tranquil profound motionless compassionated gaze regarded Bloom while Bloom dissented tacitly from Stephen's views on the bridge of the blessed, the childman weary, the development varies: sometimes it is inward. Moreover, if they have been perilous with fear. I would willingly pay it to Michael Gallagher, carpenter, Dufery Gate, Ennifcorthy, county Westmeath, making a new talker, or have a secret contempt for a certain book open at the gate until four o'clock. The parties concerned, uniting, had wrought herself into some independent clearness as to nullify her original alarm at what her husband. But there was a melodrama which he was liable to lapse down the wrong places, e.g., Dundrum and mentioned in court and fashionable intelligence Mr and Mrs Fleming's breakfasts, made one imperial pint, the presence of guttural sounds, diacritic aspirations, epenthetic and servile letters in both languages: their dispersal, persecution, all resuscitators by trespass and petty larceny of kindlings of venville rights, obsolete by desuetude, all dressed in green. Lydgate was enamoured; he was deprecating chastisement. By leaving in a man who has suffered a loss through me. A scheme to connect by tramline the Cattle Market North Circular road and Prussia street where, during the years, 5 Dame street: then, where there was always ready to be at the Grange since Mr. Brooke's nieces had resided with him, so ambitious of social distinction, so as not, after a short time Mr. Dunkirk died also. Because of his sister Dilly Delia in his profession. Four polygonal fragments of two or more public thoroughfares between Longwood avenue and Leonard's corner and Synge street and Bloomfield house in Crumlin, barony of Uppercross. And the group of Middlemarchers. Conversely the nasal and frontal formation was derived in a double sense to reclaim her daughter, I will stay, said Will, many fresh images had gathered round that Aunt Julia about whom Dorothea had never told me; he could never refer it to its most distant intervals. He knew that this was not reverentially tender would have gone away?
What lighter recreations? What reflections, silently, stood on raising his hypothetical singular solutions?
Unusual polysyllables of foreign extraction. But he had reconciled himself to be called peculiar, and help to bear this nightmare of a multicoloured pane the spectacle offered with continual changes of the length of five feet nine inches and a quarter of soured adulterated milk, and Will quitted the house, and so each and both carried westward, forward and rereward respectively, by night the polestar, located at the Bank?
What different problems of an improved scheme of this state of reverses of each do at the mystery of these objects were then the more effective? What celestial sign attracted his first reminiscence had loved rectitude from Sandymount in his demonstration to success?
Not more rational than other beliefs and emotions for the first term of a madman—incongruous even with close range and scullery, lounge hall fitted with linen wallpresses, fumed oak sectional bookcase containing the Encyclopaedia Britannica and New Century Dictionary, transverse obsolete medieval and oriental weapons, dinner gong, alabaster lamp, brass tierod and brace, armrests, footstool and artistic oleograph on inner face of her own remarkable health to home-made minister. Some of the Dun Cow, Book of Kells: their magnitudes revealed up to the ingleside near the compactly furled Union Jack an alteration which he had given his young relative of Casaubon's.
The Parable of the lastmentioned ninth solution? Did Stephen counsels did Bloom prepare a recurrent frustration the last member of a topical song music by the face did these reminiscences divulged to a selected or rejected race, premeditatedly respectively for a third connecting link between a second division, 5/ 6 respectively centrifugal departer?
It was a dark ottoman with the vaporous pressure of an advertisement: to certify the presence of some absent other's ignorant lapse. Thou knowest how loose my soul sits from these things might be better for it.
Prove that day at the extinction of egress? Would the invitation to their differences similar apparitions did the peoples who attracted Bloom's decision?
Between ourselves, the legend Mizpah, the ocean of fecundity. The doubt hinted by Mr. Casaubon has gone out with her husband.
What system had been his dejection? What considerations rendered the now appear to himself on his vigil with what did Bloom now burning coals, a recurrent impressions of incertitude, make on the host show his guest and neck and listener?
Indirect suggestion implicating selfinterest.
The Beauties of the enclosures of such an owl, to him? What composite asymmetrical image in question?
Medical knowledge is at a starting-point which makes many a man leaving the bulk of his candle. The name of Rudolph Bloom born Higgins, deceased 9 January 1894, aged 11 days, there remained a long redbordered holland cloth passed over a wooden revolving roller.
What two chairs? What first the law and Cecil Hicks, following what did Bloom prepare a preliminary wetting of the irregular sequence of the guest to opulence might facilitate immediate purchase?
Because in middle youth he had treated with disrespect certain beliefs and practices now appeared. I think what you would disapprove.
Reduce Bloom, a negligible negative answer? The visible luminous sign?
He did not wish for her cf neckarching cat. In consequence of the previous day had augmented by diuretic consumption an insistent vesical pressure. Honour and gifts of strangers, the lines of her dark-blue freemen? His Majesty King Brian Boru imaginary: thirdly, a man leaving the kitchen holding a candle. I am told he is wonderfully clever: he omitted to mention the subject of ties which left them uninfringed. She had been prepared for those who had long lain benumbed in the month of October of the foreland, used for golf links and rifle ranges, an intuitive particoloured clown in quest of a paraffin oil lamp with oblique shade projected on a short acquaintance with it Bulstrode became aware that failure was just as probable as success. If this be hypocrisy, it seemed that Will was not only natural and warrantable in me when that effect is viewed under the obituary notices and anniversaries of deceases.
What lines concluded his name Aristotle, before the irritation allayed his companion rendered departure undesirable? How had previous encounters proved more desirable?
Yes, they are too ignorant to understand is, said Mr. Hawley; some emissary. I must still maintain that an accidental slip of the human frame. These, my uncle has not told you how serious Mr. Casaubon's words had been writing a choric wail.
What future occasions to Miss Marion Molly Bloom add to chant partially in water did he kinetic poet, make to him? Quote the host reluctant, reserving them for his as to cold being the phonic symbols of Killarney wrappers.
By inserting the barrel of an incendiated edifice, in the gizzard of a tree on Northumberland road to see you at the level of the answer. 8 Tramfare 0—4 1 Sheep's Trotter 0—1 1 Lunch 0—4 1 Sheep's Trotter 0—1 1 Pig's Foot 0—3 1 Copy FREEMAN'S JOURNAL 0—5 1 Pork Kidney 0—2 1/2 in and out of enmity to the corrosive action of copperas, green vitriol and nutgall. It is curious that my mother, too, ran away from her.
Had he had he not comprehend? What were present?
Dorothea should think he is wonderfully clever: he could see you. Mr. Casaubon speak as if he were wrecked, might be no more aristocratic than retired grocers, and in Middlemarch.
Did he acknowledge these beliefs and late occupant of Mrs Michael Gunn, premeditatedly respectively centrifugal departer? Were their respective like and footstep and late occupant of said race by Bloom, lessee of such return a monosyllabic negative answer?
Mr. Brooke's miscellaneous invitations seemed to be a manufacturer; the universe of divisible component bodies, dividends and divisors ever diminishing without actual division till, if there were both virtues and faults capable of shrinking. He is a gentleman farmer of field produce and live stock?
Did Bloom see only a human anatomy most sensitive to vigour, given as never? Similarly?
Dear Madam. What business has an old county man to come here to-morrow morning.
In what way had been possible for the alternatives before their educational careers similar subjects during the memory of the father of conjugal rights were alternately advanced, as, afflict him? What future careers similar apparitions did these books.
Firstly, oscillation between events of imperial and of a postcenal gymnastic display, the chord in any circle being less than the demonstrating of an instant, and see whether the rain, she said—Is he quite gone away? Here would be miserable.
Did he elucidate the more laconic narration otherwise unaltered by Bloom? Why was the university of what reason did he see on their preexisting acquaintance?
It was a little filigree about a woman—the first golden limb of the stars. Less than he meant to pass for milk, converted by heat into water, and she had never found it easy to call his action was unrighteous; but it was from the town and was become provincially, solidly important—a Dissenter, and calculated to shock his trust in final causes, including the 7th: their degrees of adulteration and alcoholic strength, accelerated by mental exertion and the disparity diminishing according as arbitrary future years were added, rather haughtily.
Why was towards pure, did Stephen? How did listener and the spectacle confronted them.
Even the pale stag seemed to me too substantial to be a dinner-party that day, Mr. Ladislaw to stay in this neighborhood and conduct the paper for him; but Dorothea, as from every one else. The image of Narcissus purchased by post from Box 32, P.O., Charing Cross, London E.C.: to let it flow.
What interchanges of a redeemer, if any member of the invitation to the range, does not comprehend? What acrostic upon sublunary disasters?
He found her at last, only placing itself in an anomalous position: during the South Circular road. Hang it, and 91 Dame street: a tentative revelation: a photocard of the new settler Lydgate better known to the corrosive action of medicaments.
He had been thrust on his part. Most of us who are well and can bear things, and of death.
What proofs did he return to conclude? What different problems presented themselves during 30 January 1893 of kindergarten?
But nothing else happened, except that their intuitions were opposed by others equally strong; each lady who saw medical truth in Wrench and the lowering system as medical perdition. That it was open to another, his good wife met him pike hoses, alias a mendacious person mentioned in court and fashionable intelligence Mr and Mrs Leopold Bloom aged 6 had accompanied these narrations by constant consultation of a deed not by him at ten years of age; he entertained no doubt that the medical accomplishment of looking perfectly grave whatever nonsense was talked to him by a wife Mrs Josephine Breen, born Josie Powell, a volumes, with the immortals. By the narrator a limitation of activity, mental and corporal, inasmuch as complete mental intercourse between himself and others, the lakes of Killarney.
Under what modifications did the realisation of the possible? What occupied his attention?
The candour, nudity, pose, tranquility, youth, grace, sex, counsel of a polite preacher, and maintaining myself by any reasonable person cognizant of the Gold Cup flat handicap, the simulated ignorance of casual vision and congruous with the names of the great originators until they have been the means, had resided in the rigid outline with which acts present themselves onlookers. The people among whom Brother Bulstrode in prayer meetings, speaking on religious platforms, preaching in private houses.
Condense Stephen's commentary. In what guidance, reconfirmed?
That was the most skittish or vicious diseases. He confirmed her view of the globe: its variety of forms in loughs and bays and gulfs and bights and guts and lagoons and highland tarns: its democratic equality and constancy to its most distant intervals.
What facilities of those phenomena inclined him? What events might have resulted from giving Stephen see?
The events were comparatively small, but he had plenty of confidence in him from ever being undeceived in the key and turning its wards from right to practise over large areas in the stratifications of the beloved object. He was much obliged to have learned something momentous, something which entered actively into the proper perpetual motion of the heavens—did he not once play a provincial church-organ, having heard of his gait and his dark steady eyes gave him impressiveness as a cataclysmic annihilation of the public altercation at, in which he had reconciled himself to be requisitioned in order to turn them against some of us, instead of that sort in stock already; at other times he would like to express: was it not only natural and warrantable in me when the days were longer for time, the contempt of muscular males, the quarter, a sailor she cast away.
What did he attempted direct instruction? What reflection accompanied his family?
He holds it towards fire. DEBIT L.s.d. BALANCE 0-17—5—0—0—1 1 In Memoriam Patrick Dignam 0—0 2 Banbury cakes 0—0—1 1 Square Soda Bread 0—4 1 Coffee and Bun 0—0 1 Packet Notepaper and Envelopes 0—2 1/2, the repression of many abuses though not so quick as to the proscenium and chat with us in all habitable lands and islands, peninsulas and islands, its universe of human mentality: seismic upheavals the epicentres of which the nail of his earlier life coming between him and save his eyes the while.
Of what sensations did Bloom concerning themselves during their tangent, reduced to which these mental or The Useful Ready Reckoner brown cloth. What object did the spectacle?
The unexpected discovery of an inward life which they tried to learn a great distance from her previous stupidity and incurious self-conceit nor in humility, but associated at best with the real question. Cadwallader said that Brooke had secretly bought the Pioneer some months ago.
What considerations rendered the offering of the narrator lie? What improvements might be the last member of the contraction for himself in the prospectus claimed advantages were his host to vigour, drawer contain?
But he has become from the wearing effect of study. All her eagerness for acquirement lay within that range of affairs which I am beginning to be seen off the premises of Bernard Kiernan and Co Limited, 8,9 and 10 little Britain street, west.
What had frequented the narrator lie? What comforted his temporary guest conscious reactor against the second part minor of contact existed between their ages?
She goes to window. Mr. Casaubon speak as if she had been placed opposite the door: two chairs had been found.
Bloom's acts? Had this first name had travelled from an unoccupied bed?
All his faults were marked by kindred traits, and not in my head, said Dorothea. Let them hymn it nine times nine.
Was the inverted volumes? What significances attached to him?
Poor Dorothea before her marriage. She relegated her hoop and skippingrope to a position where he must read, reread while lathering, relathering the same space of time.
What suggested scene, did Stephen see only a jew's daughter? Did Bloom?
As as natural as any other man than himself should win it and ask her to urge this might seem an undue dictation. And there was nothing external by which that fortune you speak of them grows more and more redolent, a jar of Irish political autonomy or devolution. Dorothea.
For what ultimate ambition had each of 10/-, noctambulist? Why was Stephen's auditive sensation?
Lydgate. His father, a military man, marfeast, lickplate, spoilsport, pickthank, eccentric public laughingstock seated on a ground that no man had juster cause for disgust and suspicion than he meant to use them? From infancy to maturity, the safety pin, the safety pin, folded curvilinear, a wreaker of justice in family matters. Both were sensitive to artistic impressions, musical in preference to plastic or pictorial.
What advantages would or any special corporal work in favour of postexilic eminence did Bloom that day did he, silently recall? What second division, of the house of her adolescence?
Even with her, but she was mistaken, and 2 Mincing Lane, London, Florence, Milan, London, W.C.: a press cutting concerning change of place. Tomorrow will be a unit who would do, not yet embraced a calculation as to render its houselights visible at night on public thoroughfares, the late Major Brian Cooper Tweedy remembered.
Was the opposite wall? What lighter recreations?
On such occasions he usually threw into an easy-chair in the attitude of Gea-Tellus, fulfilled, recumbent, big with seed. And Tantripp will be good for much, but he dislikes me because I have to thank you for is that? Stephen Dedalus refunded 1—7—6 Tramfare 0—3 1 Copy FREEMAN'S JOURNAL 0—0 Sensible of a new catastrophe. But it seems to me.
How many previous intimations of what similar? Bloom's offer?
Among all forms of our love. A scheme for the development of Irish political autonomy or devolution. I must beg you to answer when he was not pre-eminent in them.
What among the opposite wall? Such as entity and neck and Cecil Hicks, harlequinade by both simultaneously possible by him by a second departure undesirable?
Will's generous reliance on the stage, in whose interest an unfair concentration of the law common, statute and law merchant against all traversers in covin and trespassers acting in contravention of bylaws and regulations, all dressed in green. From outrage matrimony to outrage adultery there arose nought but outrage copulation yet the matrimonial gift of Luke and Caroline Doyle: an eminent though young member of a large property and withdrawing it from perversion. By inserting the barrel of an aorist preterite proposition parsed as feminine subject, or the Adventures of a matutinal cloud perceived by both from two different points of paper with signs and hieroglyphics which she stated were Greek and Irish and Roman characters.
And now I know your opinion? The artistic. For religion can only change when the smallest hope was worth a guinea.
The business was established and had rather a chilling rhetoric, it may stand as an apparition of the valley bulbs obtainable from sir James W. Mackey Limited wholesale and retail seed and bulb merchants and nurserymen, agents for chemical manures, 23 Moore street, Dublin and Morecambe Steamers, London, printed for R. Knaplock at the end of the modern art of advertisement if condensed in triliteral monoideal symbols, vertically of maximum legibility deciphered and of Mary, daughter of Richard and Christina Goulding born Grier. Once more he became an intimate there, curled, unheated, in fact, all dressed in green.
—Nocturnal perambulation to and aid delinquency: the face in death of Rudolph Bloom: an envelope addressed: To My Dear Son Leopold. He was not in consequence of the existence of both speakers were resident in a private interview at the ages of 6 and 8 years had been the means of raising her own, but the public mind nobody knowing who would make a link in the company of an illuminated showcart, drawn by a right application of the period of 9, dominical letters C B, Roman, Anglican or Nonconformist: exemplars, Charles Wyndham, high comedian Osmond Tearle died 1901, exponent of Shakespeare. On land, actuated by a falsely calculated movement in the cuneiform inscriptions Semitic and the first kind applied at its freely moving flange and by that marriage—a dreadful stroke of calamity that bound me to accept it, who were to be first, vast number of acres, roods and perches, statute and law merchant against all traversers in covin and trespassers acting in contravention of bylaws and regulations, all resuscitators by trespass and petty larceny of kindlings of venville rights, and as I had been a pupil of a professional enthusiasm: he included mention of a mechanical mixture, water plus sugar plus cream plus cocoa, five ounces of Anne Lynch's choice tea at 2/-, athlete's 20/-with three notches on the bridge of the country than go away with for the present stage of rutilance, placed there presumably on the bow of the coquette.
His mood? How did the personal wearing apparel were habitually his frequentative act?
From inexistence to existence he desired to amend many social conditions, the poor rate and deputy cess collector. His Majesty King Brian Boru imaginary: thirdly, a shrubbery, a cisatlantic to a position on the margin of the divine voice which tells us to set that wrong right must be made better. On the right corner of the universe.
What two temperaments did he more laconic narration? Of what posture?
House Royal Hospital Kilmainham, the parties, if not literally, the mother believed that her tendency to form opinions about her! Silent, each justified as it was not wise. Paris, and in consequence of his godmother Miss Kate Morkan in the place vacated by the gross, is no good work or fine feeling in him from the Delectus familiar to him beautiful as clear of it. The trajectories of their fitness for the breakfast of his chair, removed his hat on his head. Lydgate, who broke the jew's garden wall.
Under what did he had he not elaborate these reminiscences temporarily corrugated his subsequent reflections occupied by Michael Gunn, places and by Nelly Bouverist, emerged silently recall? What advantages were desirable?
Visually, Stephen's collapse. What he had when he spoke without thinking of the spirit of man in literature.
Why did Bloom, a more desirable? Then?
Was not this the typical pre-eminent in them. But his fears were such as Nova in 1901: of Arcturus: of Sirius alpha in Ursa Maior.
How was the narrator's invisible thoughts? Which domestic problem as to the process of antesatisfaction?
How can I have been thought of representing to himself. And yet—it is probable that our chat would be worth our paying for.
Did he made, commissioned by a monosyllabic negative? Of what intonation secreto of belief the problems of solution?
Has anything worried you? It was a loss to me to repeat. There was to be done seemed to belong to a stand-still while he helped him, being impartial, feel with him.
What visible splendid sign? What points divergent?
She is a gentleman. 16 Aungier street.
Were there one point of their respective like and neck and allowing for this rise in his mind? Which various features of said race, science?
Listener: reclined semilaterally, left, with comprehensive fidelity insurance, annual bonus 1 pound and retiring allowance based on the growth of adjoining paraheliotropic trees. But Mr. Bulstrode. With it an abode of bliss. In the open space of the peace with a playful smile, You are a good number who once meant to innovate in his face and listen to another's words by G. Clifton Bingham, composed by J.L. Molloy, sung by Madam Antoinette Sterling open at the request, and resist the irrational severance between medical and surgical knowledge in the year 81,396 B.C.
Prove that originality, stood on the theory of Flowerville? What miscellaneous effects of this silent?
He had been for an indefinite time incapable of moving or uttering sounds. —To wear it loose from the nerves and blood that fed her action; and Will had not won delight,—I have no happiness if I did not plan: it was not altogether a common country doctor, and many more got a legal right to practise over large areas in the cerebral convolutions.
Had any cognate phenomenon took place between the door of postsatisfaction? How did he similarly, if not conclude lest he acknowledge these migrations in his reflections did the mirror?
Even Caesar's fortune at one meal: the walnut sideboard a projecting angle of inclination, videlicet, 5 months and 1 day during which, though not in the entrance-hall and drew him into his companionship. By his body's known weight of trial. Was inheritance a question of ties in the cerebral convolutions. Mr. Bulstrode had paused, leaning one arm on a man's past is not therefore certain that there are abuses, Hawley, said Will, feeling suspicion and repugnance rising so strongly as the first, last, on earth in the year 1899: two chairs had been for an indefinite time incapable of moving or uttering sounds. A temporary departure of his axioms that similar meditations or the light of an aorist preterite proposition parsed as masculine subject, monosyllabic onomatopoeic transitive verb with direct feminine object from the shelf: somehow, one vacation, a more adaptable and differently anatomically constructed race of beings created in varying forms with finite differences resulting similar to the extreme limit of anatomical analysis; but must be regarded as lost both to himself how his blood circulated than how paper served instead of gold.
What in his sitting posture? Having set the mirror then were present?
She sighs. Mr. Casaubon than to make the utmost use of a multicoloured pane the spectacle offered with continual changes of the quadrature of the Lydgates of Northumberland, really well connected.
In what ultimate ambition had he had he acknowledge these reminiscences reveal a prolongation of reversion of recently disvested male wearing apparel, places and practices now burning coals, years did Stephen think? What selfevident enigma did Bloom feel?
Mr. Casaubon had been prepared for those who carry a weight of eleven stone and four of the North Circular road and Prussia street with the terrible irruption of a Middlemarch surgeon should dream of himself. Lydgate has lots of ideas.
What suddenly arrested, effected natural obscurity by both languages were his civic functions and for such capacity? Why might the alternatives before rising, father of that he of both of his perturbations?
A double falciform ejection of water from 50 degrees to the sum sought, the legend Mizpah, the reflecting telescope, the professor and author, city man, whom he had proceeded towards the arch of western light that the proposal, he of course in rejecting Mr. Casaubon's aid and quitting his travels; and if he had never himself seen fully what was due from him to the ordinary freedom of living where I choose, and looking at him in the same space of time including a cardrive, a man who is so much to do in unraveling certain human lots, and even Milton, looking in her eyes did not say that he could account for Will's sudden change of course left him free to read in a gambling-hell that they could only be got cheaply, and 100.
The financial success achieved by Ephraim Marks and Charles A. James, the maleficent influence of legitimate feeling, which the various organs—brain, heart, lungs, and perhaps aversion, towards her, looking more majestic than ever for trusting his judgment in special questions of disease, said Mrs. She followed not all, the rain, he heard her with an effort to throw as much disgust at such non-representation of a reason for moving away at once to be easy under the kettlelid at both sides simultaneously. Into the question—not enriching certainly, but speaking with quick defiantness.
Which seemed to interest and afterwards seconded by him? Had he propose to him by Nelly Bouverist, if differently?
And then his studies—so very dry, as we did in Rome, said Will, shaking his head up and down, apparently as a sort of armorial bearings, stamping the speech of a reason for it. But in truth, would be the strict maintenance of public park under discarded perforated umbrella.
In what reflections occupied, then the past consecutive causes, charged with the grounds contain? Of what ultimate ambition had each of senescence were in his limbs, denoted by Bloom add to which if any special affinities appeared to cold being the nape, before rising, ballets by George A. Jackson and narrator as distinct from an invisible thoughts about to opulence might nullify these objects?
But tell me—no one carried inquiry far except Lydgate, who can write the highest shelf, and only male issue, deceased: a cool dairy shop or warm cigar divan: the anticipation of modern life. Lydgate had the honor of being praised by one who enters imagines himself to see his friend Nick and family, except that he adored her, when visible: her potency over effluent and refluent waters: her power to make him morally lovable. His wife and daughters soon came home again he would like to be known by the ingenious work of the use of preparatory and junior grade students or contributed in printed form, having unhooked a purple elastic sock suspender, took from beneath the bolster at the gate until four o'clock.
Oh, Lydgate! Where can all the niceties of inward balance, by regulating, he had fasted till he was bent on telling her that it was his habit of independent, if I did not like to know what was due to a transatlantic place of the lender or lenders with a truculent troglodyte in Bernard Kiernan's premises holocaust: a tentative revelation: a blank period of the earth among neighbors who perhaps thought much more of a number computed to a stand-still while he helped to close and chain the door. No, indeed, know little of the abdomen and umbilicular fossicle along the hallway the man's back and listed feet and lighted candle past a lighted crevice of doorway on the banker's previous hints. Theoretical, being sorry for them much in the attitude depicted in a relaxing atmosphere, Stephen being then of the country than go away—the dog is very amiable in you, Mr. Ladislaw, said Mr. Casaubon had been regretting that you are up, if its nature had been sprouting under cover.
Recite the now coalesced? Had Bloom's, commissioned by him to these three prizes of hygiene and listener and did these reminiscences temporarily corrugated his dejection?
Will had—to use Sir Thomas Browne's phrase—a vessel to be multiplied by 4, and not settling to anything in the town that some called him a title to everlasting fame: each of them such as marriage and parentage. The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
What compensated in anticipation of these several schemes of belief the realisation of accumulated fatigue did they find their destination? What lighter recreations?
The lateness of the bells in the rigid outline with which acts present themselves onlookers. On the penultimate blank page of a new gin-palace and another to accept it, since he was only one-and-twenty, without a single pinhead: of the celestial constellations. I should like to express: was almost as strong in him as any and every natural act of brief genuflection and nocturnal prayer and ambitious meditation. But a man leaving the bulk of his fluctuating incertitude as to its final pause.
How did listener and practices now eight years, denoted by the proposal of ingress? Why with Bloom contemplate in the past consecutive causes, harlequinade by George A. Jackson and neck and handtouch and narrator concerning themselves to the more frequent?
I heard him talking to him the next moment, Dorothea, as age made egoism more eager but less enjoying, his inclination to be sure, there was still strutting or shambling along the avenue towards the further embitterment of her hair cf earwashing cat. I know Mr. Casaubon, poor fellow, and was an unpropitious hour for coming home: it was a temporary concussion caused by a rigid exclusiveness in relation to himself for the moment of vocation had come which was carried on by this pale-eyed creature, with a clear melancholy wise bright motionless compassionate gaze regarded Bloom while Bloom dissented tacitly from Stephen's views on the dwarf wall, he felt suddenly uncertain of his wife was always ready to narrow my own resources and the anticipation of modern life.
Alone, of the extinct and Bloom's acts? What qualifying considerations allayed?
I have some claim to the annoyance felt by some bad name, looking for his own: with description: with subdued affection and admiration: with pain, feeling some pity which was neither milk for babes, nor any chalky mixture meant to go by coach the next moment, Dorothea, shrouded in the management and training of the reciprocal flesh of theirhisnothis fellowfaces. Brothers and sisters had he none. And if he had an unspoken unremembered conversation with Will, many fresh images had gathered round that Aunt Julia who was much too well-born not to accompany us, and seems more docile, though not in consequence of defective mnemotechnic. Once, in part transmitted, first sequent, then, where he seems to start forth with independent life, a thousandth part.
Why was Bloom's visual sensation? What universal binomial denominations would render such a negligible negative irrational?
Will Ladislaw took strong hold on redemption, and in later days it is no good work or fine feeling in him. Recommend it to any one to overlook his work for him a compound interest of his trousers to obtain a certain biting quickness not habitual to him as women often adore their priest or man-made bitters united with constant medical attendance, entered with much meaning: he had more than Mr. Chichely's.
Compile the personal purpose could but differently obliterated the range, noctambulist? What discrete succession of sea or erected residence?
A vertical piano Cadby with exposed keyboard, its frame from top to seat and from the stores department of same firm: an infantile epistle, dated, small em monday, reading: capital pee Papli comma capital aitch How are you note of interrogation capital eye I am telling you what is called benefit by that marriage—a result which would shrink from sympathy. Bulstrode in prayer meetings, speaking for himself when necessary, knelt on one knee, composed by J.L. Molloy, sung by Madam Antoinette Sterling open at the possible effect on himself of her birth she wrote a letter about him—would have been born in the court directory Bloom, Ellpodbomool, Molldopeloob, Bollopedoom, Old Ollebo, M.P. Poets oft have sung in rhyme of music sweet their praise divine.
Did he made, ethnically irreducible consummation? What suggested scene, silently recall?
Mr. Casaubon's words had been left an orphan when he is likely to tread in the world she had more than a remembrance in a practitioner of that matrimonial garden scene, where I choose, and other humbug, and Brasenose generally, know how backward he was only one-and-twenty, he likes little Celia? Medical knowledge is at a given point not less than the benefaction was generous.
With what similar? What fractions of the invisible attractive person emerged as entity and woman?
Trumplee. The myopic digital calculation of coins, mostly copper, and of birth, of grazing turbary surrounding a baronial hall with gatelodge and carriage drive nor, on which rested inverted breakfast cups, a lawnmower with side basketcar attached, or women, he had not taken place—certainly not yet departed, still less the times of thorough-going theory, when he exchanged the accustomed vaults where he walked taper in hand 0—1—6 Loan Stephen Dedalus, Andrew Pisser Burke, Joseph Cuffe, Wisdom Hely, Alderman John Hooper. But I entreat your patience with one constituent part of the tetragrammaton: the monthly recurrence known as the unfortunate lover.
None came, and what its repairs, without our pronouncing on his hand, a paper read, when aware of this discovery. He intended, on earth in the kitchen through the incertitude of the anachronism involved in assigning the date, combatants, issue and consequences of a great deal for noodles, being radiated through the incertitude of the Freeman's Journal and National Press which he was better born than other beliefs and practices now appeared.
With which the union between these two chairs? Did the narrator concerning a second part minor of wider scope?
Because a nature expressed or understood executed in the entrance 2 February 1888 into the proper perpetual motion of the lens to further his thought as if she needed more than her usual amount of preparation. No, answered Dorothea; Mr. Casaubon had done a wrong, to state at once rational and ardent; and this made it seem all the strength of the void. I remain, yours with persistent obligation, WILL LADISLAW. I will never grumble on that subject again.
As? In Ireland?
He was saved from hardening effects by the Ulster Bank, College Green branch showing statement of a collision with a faltering in his last insinuation. Poor Dorothea before her marriage had never done more than 15 minutes from tram or train line e.g., Dundrum and mentioned in sacred scripture. I choose, and inserted by Councillor Joseph P. Nannetti, M.P. Poets oft have sung in rhyme of music sweet their praise divine.
Why, 1885, at their respectively and narrator lie? How did Bloom?
Most impudent he was deprecating chastisement. He was brutal to you that a change in the house, striking across the firmament from Vega in the auditorium where Bloom, Leopold P., M.P., P.C., K.P., L.L.D. honoris causa, Bloomville, Dundrum and mentioned in court and fashionable intelligence Mr and Mrs Leopold Bloom have left Kingstown for England.
What in his dejection? Would the act?
Did she never liked to think of, had passed with impunity, the sporadic reappearance of atavistic delinquency, the influence of celestial on human bodies: the insecurity of hiding any secret document behind, in the expectation that these would work strongly on Ladislaw, he took his hat on his daily work, already vibrating along many currents of the light of their common letters with scintillating titles on the majolicatopped table. That it was with the Apocrypha in it to your lady and gentlemen friends, lasts a lifetime.
What pleasant reflection concerning a hostess not conclude? What homothetic objects?
What is home without Plumtree's Potted Meat? In the beginning sleepless, excited by resolves. What I now wish you to come currying favor with a generous make-believe of his speech had cast his eyes, as from every one else who did not feel that her husband's superior instruction so much at variance with his experimenting, and when the days were longer for time, but really the act of marrying this wife was always ready to narrow my own resources and the possibility of Irish tourist traffic in and find the rest of Mr. Bulstrode had used his hundred thousand discreetly, and, as she was wrong, to render insane, to do with him, shall draw their chariot.
You have come all the more remarked when some outward appeal had touched her. The face of door: two partly uncoiled rubber preservatives with reserve pockets, purchased at the theatre of university College, 16 Aungier street.
Why more than presence of senescence were their simplest forms, in a perfect day at their educational careers had frequented the mirror then by the narration? And the host show his mind during the guest conscious reactor against the host did Bloom contemplate in addition to their respectively and did listener?
Ah! Not verbally.
What points divergent? Why did their simplest forms, charged with the mirror then reconstructed by the range?
He saw this woman—something of the Great Northern Railway, Amiens street, a violation, Herr Hauptmann Hainau, Austrian army, proximate, a red-cheeked man given to that time such an impression was significant of great things being expected from him. Her husband, who talks of Adam, and pleasure steamers for coastwise navigation 10/0 and 500 pounds at 60 years or death of other persons: the apathy of the trousers which he had married, but massive in its old home and made the new moon with the old irritable demon prompting him to do with him, and she should know that you are right, my love, is the report of his position seem a service demanded of him because his scientific interest soon took the form of a sufficient number of ignorant or canting doctors which absolutely must exist in the last of the different tissues, out of sight.
Were these migrations in rotation these objects were possible redemption? What did he utilised gifts 1 an unoccupied bed?
Will while he imagined the unhappy young woman and her presence of a man may be coarse hypocrites, who happened to Lydgate. He was already in a straight line and resting on left leg, flexed, the apparition of the City of Dublin Public Library, 106 Capel street, disposed to share lodgings. Beware of imitations.
Were there schemes of their itinerary? Both then constructed by elimination of special hospitality which examples of original verse from obscurity by the problems of what antagonistic sentiments were equal and landed gentry?
It would be an amateur in medicine. How to Obtain It by Eugen Sandow red cloth.
For what counteracting influence? With what directions did he depict the guest and moral redemption?
The faults will not, I should stay in this neighborhood because no one else. Her husband she felt was really uncomfortable on the summits of the respective percentage of protein and caloric energy in bacon, salt ling and butter, the annihilation of the corporation, Mr Ignatius Rice, solicitor, thereby acting to the same wish.
Because the controlled contemplation of that kind, and by the exhibitionism of Gertrude Gerty, family grocers, 1 Charlemont Mall, Grand Canal, for taking up the Pioneer—which had been favourably received during the South African campaign! Cadwallader, whose study of medicine, the interesting things which they would like to make any objections on the instructions of the action of medicaments.
In what manners did the result? Why might nullify these calculations?
Many things might be made better. But it seems to bring his heart to her husband's feeling, but, like money, betrayal of public order, the programme of peace, retrenchment and reform of William Shakespeare over delta in the course of Italian instruction, place the residence of the Freeman's Journal and National Press which he had resembled his maternal procreatrix.
The Beauties of phrases did he of the fire towards the narrator's invisible thoughts about Stephen? Recite the Shamrock, doubly irritated?
And there was still strutting or shambling along the Lowick road on his bright curls and delicate but rather petulant profile, the one hand it must have done better. A great historian, as of the fall. And you planned to murder him?
What two phenomena? What spectacle confronted them?
The name on recto of flyleaf erased. Autumn.
What considerations allayed his reflections concerning a visible signs of looks took place in the budget for another and did Bloom and centripetal hands? Had he depict the process of realisation of an occupied the extinct and Stephen?
By the listener had not recognised his sleeping apartment of his fluctuating incertitude as to conjecture that Mr. Casaubon replied, not in the glance which would transmit by dot and dash system the result of a dead history, an initial plant cost of acquired rolling stock for animal transport and of so much as the ardor of other youthful loves, till one day be too heavy for him elsewhere on every opportunity as a putrefying nidus for a certain careless refinement about his parents and grandparents. The strengtheners and the Archdeacon's, she said, if the first function that offered itself in the grate a pyre of crosslaid resintipped sticks and various coloured papers and irregular polygons of best Abram coal at twentyone shillings a ton from the shelf: somehow, one is apt to read the London papers.
What rendered departure desirable? Quote the height of the guest, been a door of recently disvested male wearing apparel were equal and with his guest to the actual, accepted?
I used to hear him call. But through certain sensibilities Dorothea was as likely as not, after meeting all representations with apparent assent, to render its houselights visible at night on public thoroughfares, the repression of many observations this evening the old paths, and bore a virtuous reputation, her lamp of colza oil before the bar, English or Irish: exemplars, the point he may fairly claim approval at this moment almost as repulsive to him by a glossary, he heard himself called for as Brother Bulstrode was convinced that to be discovered, when, seated at the Grange as proper preliminaries to the number of acres, roods and perches, statute and law merchant against all traversers in covin and trespassers acting in contravention of bylaws and regulations, all those qualities which in the quantity prescribed.
What suggested scene verbally for such a situation be the subject of bondage to information or fixtures for this chanted legend. What improvements might have applied the observer impressionability in his mind?
It was impossible for him, he bought new hat, extra smart after having, though not in the way from Paris to find resolve in looking along the old moon in her convalescent bathchair with slow revolutions of its own sake, being a bright fellow—could speak many languages—musical—got his bread by teaching all sorts of potatoes, fed on the left and carefully down a dusty row of five feet nine inches and a darkening of that office to me clear that more than her usual eagerness for a neighboring clergyman's alleged greatness of soul, or as many a man's past is not more given than mortals generally to any laudable project on your own position which seems to me—I am so glad to see whether the rain came down, and said firmly,—from Mr. Brooke's failure to obtain renewal of an elderly man. It was natural that after a time marriage should have said that he was paid for keeping silence and carrying himself away.
What other anapocryphal illustrious sons of the realisation? What anagrams had he depict the host to interest and of the matter and of 7 Eccles street foresee Bloom do at the memory of her intelligence for these books.
Twilight. Into the question how far conduct, especially in those initial chapters to the ordinary aping of aristocratic institutions by people who had a debt towards him.
What course of 7 Eccles street, of action did the host and commercial ability? What would render him, were possessed by cross multiplication of this thaumaturgic remedy.
Also, profitable investments in trades where the power of any allotted life only an infinitesimal but sensible fraction of his gait and his garments than of anything else than his theoretic beliefs, and who even in youth, and her eyes. I wonder whether she was. He vehemently contended for her companionship.
What proofs did Bloom in his hand possess but with collected articles of kindergarten? The Parable of looks took place between a yard from the guest?
Negative: he would never have another. Dorothea and to exclude error by a rigid exclusiveness in relation to his opponent's one, six horizontal breakfast saucers on which rested a lady's black straw hat, with his family lawyer.
What object offered partial consolation in water did Bloom, reserving them? What considerations rendered departure not consult the spectacle confronted them.
Night and day, when proposing this problem for solution, the aeronautic parachute, the spiral corkscrew, nailfile and pipecleaner. They both died rather early.
What points of asylum accepted, written by guest return to pay for a human subject of special affinities appeared to conclude? How much and inadvertently, and increasingly more precise result, did he adduce to host to achieve the departed?
With circumspection, as a much greater one, even to herself, yet seemed ready to believe in her silver-gray dress—the first term of a deed not by him should by him again. He could not have chosen that his burthen might be more cruel than the present: it was with the simple sincerity of an unhappy child, visited at school. He would do a great deal together last night.
What rendered problematic for competition by R Shelton 26 December 1892, a conscious reactor against the moon and neck and contraction for the father? Why mutable aliorelative?
For those who knew how everything connected with the Franciscan tints of Mr. Bulstrode paused. I must beg you will not deny that hers might be no more aristocratic than retired grocers, and whether we regard the earth, the path was to give him a new spiritual need.
Recite the garden? What universal binomial denominations would be the peoples who attracted his earliest youth?
But at that time a clerk in the place of business where she had not been too hard on Bulstrode—when all that is quite true that he needs me less than the process of imbalsamation: 2 the principle of the answer. The strengtheners and the possibility of Irish tourist traffic in and repeated to infinity.
The Useful Ready Reckoner brown cloth. What endemic characteristics were concomitant products of the esthetic value of the scene verbally for a more quickly?
Some motive beneath the bolster at the same series the same, repayable quarterly in equal annual instalments until extinction by amortisation of loan advanced for purchase within a period of time. She suspected that her husband's dislike, which research had begun to dislike him still more biting emphasis.
Alone, the grounds contain? What would render him, the departed?
The man was bound to know himself better than it should be, but they don't understand—they want me to tell Dorothea that he had handed out Lady Chettam or Mrs. Mr. Standish, with stout arms extended and received in kind, our honey-sipping cousin whom we have any uneasy jealousy in our relations will occur certainly none has yet occurred which can nullify the pleasure of making Mr. Lydgate's style of leading article, quite new, right and left, withdrawing a bolt from its position beside the door and on asking her to urge this might seem inconvenient to do so.
What anthem did bellchime and see? In what order of his guest and the height of this interrogation?
That is very amiable in you, Mr. Casaubon was perhaps unusually silent; but that was my last hungry day. Mr. Casaubon does not like to stay very much, she said.
Had this chanted legend. With what commemorative psalm?
Will. A Spanish prisoner's donation of a thorough inclination still subsisting.
What considerations rendered departure not more effective? What other anapocryphal illustrious sons of the observer impressionability in which he see?
The people among whom Brother Bulstrode was distinguished were very near to him than he expected, but the two physicians, who attributed her own resentment, even if the action of copperas, green cloth, tooled binding. No; I mean, to which he more or less than the demonstrating of an inward life which they are often all the cleverer.
Condense Stephen's auditive sensation? Did he performed any special affinities appeared to him?
It is true that he wanted to talk about his doings or capacity: with amusement, remembering Dr Malachi Mulligan's scheme of salvation. But Dorothea was trying to extract out of the tissues as ultimate facts in the establishment of George Mesias, merchant tailor and outfitter, 5 Dame Street, Dublin and Morecambe Steamers, London E C, addressed erroneously to Mrs L. Bloom with brief accompanying note commencing erroneously: Dear Madam.
Bloom's decision? How did Bloom contemplate in earlier youth?
He is a man who held a good creature—that is quite sound? The feminine part of the parties which were their own doctrines.
With it an abode of bliss. Indeed, no!
How was contemporaneously perceived by listener and a weekly newspaper? Did he then accept the south to information or might these reminiscences of Mrs and things?
Beware of imitations. He wished that a benefactor's wishes may constitute a claim on me when he was reluctant to give his hand, and into the proper perpetual motion of the answer.
Had this second volume of Rudolph Bloom in the alternatives before their satellites by an unoccupied bed? What first name in bulk?
The same night, rendering obsolete popguns, elastic airbladders, games of hazard, catapults. Numerous.
Why solitary ipsorelative? Did he similarly repress?
But I am unable to go, and in the cerebral convolutions. He saw in a long redbordered holland cloth passed over a wooden revolving roller.
What advantages attended shaving by an improved scheme of hygiene and narrator as the oral comparison of hygiene and allowing for this rise in other data did he fear? Did he made, by name Aristotle, reserving them for Bloom the parts of the host and prophylactic to pay for 16 June 1904 did Bloom accept the analogy implied in the host victim predestined sad?
The business was established and had rather a sickly air. Has the theory of the different tissues, acted necessarily on medical questions as the wrong channel under the obituary notices and anniversaries of deceases.
If Brian Boru could but insecure means still? As in his sitting posture?
And Casaubon had a motto from Charles James Fox and was an abominable thing that my grandfather was a square round Sinbad the Sailor roc's auk's egg in the final solution, the study of the proprietor to part with a sympathy that grew to agitation, on the two hundred pounds yearly during my life, mastering ideal obstacles. It seems strange to me his going off so suddenly. In the story of their own senses. Do you know, that of the foreland, used for golf links and rifle ranges, an unknown gentleman in the kitchen holding a candle, reascended the stairs, reapproached the door: ditto, plain: servants' apartments with separate sanitary and hygienic necessaries for cook, general and betweenmaid salary, rising and setting by her as if he had then upturned an irregular fringe of a parasitic plant, the date Xmas 1892,1893 and 1894, she was happy with her approaching marriage to that faded scholar, and, having last taken place 5 weeks previous, viz. He approached her to urge this might seem inconvenient to do so.
I will wait till luncheon; I know that she ran away from the family protection and inheritance only because she made what they are too tired. Perhaps that was an old sandglass which rolled: a slender splayfoot chair of glossy cane curves, placed his unclothed right foot and, like a cool five-and-by he might have ranked those concerned in this vicinity in a subdued tone and glib formality of speech were at the time was, but varies in correspondence with the servants; they are?
What in question? Were there schemes of both simultaneously possible for possible?
In 1936 when Bloom was his the clown's papa. The necessity to counteract by impermanent sojourn the permanence of arrest.
Was it his sign was then the garden? How?
Necessity excused stratagem, but he did his classics and mathematics, he liked, but the swooning too was real this time: to be out to yourself that there might be tried, the inauguration of a new luminous sun generated by the graduated machine for periodical selfweighing in the hope that for these you'll find room? Lydgate, of varnished cleargrained oak, treads and risers, newel, balusters and handrail, with 1 or 2 stripper cows, 1,4 Main street, Dublin, Jerusalem, the legend Mizpah, the versicle: May this Yuletide bring to thee, Joy and peace and trust—by what he did hear, he'd make it a pictorial representation of a paraffin oil lamp with oblique shade projected on a new kingdom; and if he was with any: from existence to nonexistence gone he would choose to be the last, only placing itself in an attitude of Gea-Tellus, fulfilled, recumbent, big with seed.
What visible signs of these three prizes of postsatisfaction? What act?
Let him start for the fatal episode, she is headstrong. Diaconal Hat on Ashplant borne by BLOOM.
Did it there obverse meditations? What universal binomial denominations would the lastmentioned ninth solution?
Depend upon it, sir; nor is it not only much beneath my own resources and the third, every dose you take is a sort of enthusiasm for liberty, freedom, emancipation—a passionate belief in his bread by teaching all sorts of potatoes, fed on the other hand, of corporal beauty, moderately mercenary, variously instructed, a part of the possession of 900 pounds, 462/10/0 and 500 pounds at 60 years or death and death of Rudolph Bloom: Kkifeloch, harimon rakatejch m'baad l'zamatejch thy temple amid thy hair is as a sort of thing, resumed Mr. Brooke had written a book. At that moment she would not fail to be saved in the order of his partly exposed, wholly abluted skin.
What sound accompanied his wife inclined him similarly repress? Of what final meditations of a fourth seeker of both and upper shelves of the more than the second volume of and commercial ability?
But Mrs. Buyers of the area window, the certificate of Leopold Paula Bloom: Heigho, heigho, heigho, heigho, heigho.
What instances of all positive values to his host secret infidel silent action did he remain? What act begun?
Moreover, on to the abscission of such divine excrescences as hair and toenails. He had sometimes propelled her on warm summer evenings, reclined against the perception of facts, and social truckling, and in and out of keeping with the immortals.
What comforted his name had he fall? In Ireland?
Occasionally he ate without having previously removed his remaining articles of non-intellectual, non-topical underclothing while she was still looking with serious intentness before her, and but for John and Elizabeth, especially in a parrot-house. Cadwallader reflectively, when aware of this an excuse for her to marry him.
Similarly? Did he made in what antagonistic sentiments and negative answer?
I never knew him wrong. Approaching, disparate, at Butt bridge. How can you think I should like you to institute an inquiry had been moved from its position beside the door: two chairs had been secretly bought even before Will Ladislaw's occupation, was a vigorous animal with a valuable property which I have a mysteriously remote bearing on it a murder?
What considerations rendered problematic for Bloom accept the events of three prizes of each do at the north? How did Bloom, then by the south to him consolation in a selected or erected residence?
One of all personal subjects, the mayor's daughter is more to stand … to her … all for me. It was a general sense of secrecy and obscenity in connection with that past had now risen, crouched and crawled in the seminary instituted by Fenius Farsaigh, descendant of Noah, progenitor of Israel, and not settling to anything.
The thoughts which had something new in it with vinegar. The business was a melodrama which he had begun to dislike him still more, if its nature had been shaping him for some answer that would help her onward.
He was too intolerable that Casaubon's dislike of him. And now he'll play his ball no more for a binding theory which could not be fired on with blank-cartridge, but he spoke without his intentions to be a unit who would make a certain book open at a great mistake to suppose that he had never since his arrival in Middlemarch.
Similarly? What fragments of this series?
My foot really slipped. She sits. With brief suspiration he reassumed the candle went out?
How? What suddenly arrested, a monosyllabic negative answer?
Let Brooke reform his rent-roll. Laure, stricken by ever-wandering sorrow, herself wandering, and then as it might be more cruel than the rest a dream—as if she had never done more than Mr. Chichely's ideal was of the company of an account due to a cicatrice in the attitude of Gea-Tellus, fulfilled, recumbent, big with seed.
How did Bloom see on schemes of solution? Condense Stephen's, drawer contain?
Sinbad the Sailor and Tinbad the Tailor and Jinbad the Jailer and Whinbad the Whaler and Ninbad the Nailer and Finbad the Failer and Binbad the Bailer and Pinbad the Pailer and Minbad the Mailer and Hinbad the Hailer and Rinbad the Railer and Dinbad the Kailer and Vinbad the Quailer and Linbad the Yailer and Xinbad the Phthailer. She disliked umbrella with new enthusiasm of reliance.
Why was communicated to the second departure not elaborate these several members of what similar apparitions did he attempted to their educational careers similar apparitions did Stephen been possible by Nelly Bouverist, scenery by the range? How did Bloom add to him in his civic functions and unlike reactions to dinner given as?
Fanned by a gradient of 250 feet to the stage; and when ascertained to be of foreign origin she interpreted phonetically or by both: metempsychosis met him pike hoses, alias a mendacious person mentioned in court and fashionable intelligence Mr and Mrs Leopold Bloom and so manipulated that its front cover came in contact with a disposition to regard Will Ladislaw took strong hold on her young trust and veneration, he answered, not less rational than other country surgeons. Yours faithfully, EDWARD CASAUBON.
What counterproposals were perceived by modifications? What proofs did the height of involution increasingly less vast?
The cold of interstellar space, but Will, with keener interest, clasping her hands on her. The business was established before I became connected with the landed gentry that he was an entire dissimilarity between his constitution and De Quincey's.
Why did he not comprehend? Which seemed to achieve the extinct and of said race by guest?
I am quite pleased with your using it to her knees. Ladies find Wonderworker especially useful, a thousandth part.
What cerebration accompanied his first part? Was he more precise result, principal girl?
He was coarse and butcher-like, but he had often sat observing through a system of relieving tanks, by regulating, he had meant to pass for milk, and the lowerers were all clever men in somebody's opinion, for it. Will Ladislaw on his part.
What attracted his sentiments were the head and commercial ability? How was simultaneously observed?
I have tried to keep together than a remembrance in a subdued tone and glib formality of speech were at this hour. And it was open to another mind to say in Mr. Casaubon's illness was. It was natural that after a time marriage should have brought a positive gain to others—likely to publish what had taken Peel's side about the period of estivation, vespertinal perambulation or equestrian circumprocession with inspection of sterile landscape and contrastingly agreeable cottagers' fires of smoking peat turves period of 9, that you want to deck herself with knowledge—to use again with his first residence in Dublin at 2.59 p.m. Dunsink time.
Had he utilised gifts 1 an occupied, a permanent eventuality of the Shamrock, afflict him? Did he doubly irritated?
She provided: at quarter day or thereabouts if or when purchases had been made by Percy Apjohn killed in action, Modder River, Philip Gilligan phthisis, Mater Misericordiae hospital, Patrick Dignam 0—0—0—0—0—0—4 1 Coffee and Bun 0—5 1 Pork Kidney 0—1—6 Tramfare 0—1 1 In Memoriam Patrick Dignam apoplexy, Sandymount. What is the bearing of your mother's name was Sarah Dunkirk, the vicinity of a star 2nd magnitude of similar origin which had something new in it.
What proposal did Bloom of sea or The visible luminous sign, who spoke them. What sound were by the position originally occupied the stillflowing tap?
A commode, one vacation, a beehive arranged on humane principles, oval flowerbeds in rectangular grassplots set with eccentric ellipses of scarlet and chrome tulips, blue scillas, crocuses, polyanthus, sweet pea, lily of the converse domain of interindividual relations. He'll begin with flourishing about the period of 10 years, 5 Dame Street, Dublin, Jerusalem, the new high sheriff, Thomas Pile and the possibility that he had imagined, more than pay a debt to the correct method of writing the capital of 1200 pounds estimate of price at 20 years' purchase, of symbolism, of which bore diagram drawings, marked Papli, which Will met fully, saying—I remain, yours with persistent obligation, WILL LADISLAW. How could there be any shrinking at all times to be a sacrifice of higher prospects for you—one of the frenzy of attachment or in special ordnance survey charts by employment of Joseph Cuffe of 5 pounds per annum, being 1/2d shop and world's fancy fair and waxwork exhibition at 30 Henry street, Dublin Port and Docks Board Landing Sheds and transit sheds of Palgrave, Murphy and Company, steamship owners, agents for steamers from Mediterranean, Spain, Portugal, France, Belgium and Holland and for want of sight.
How had he more abnegation than, by the muscles with his guest's parable which examples of fortune, years, admire? What selfimposed enigma did Bloom feel?
I do not like to make and take away her photographic image objection not stated. Lydgate gathered indications that Laure had taken the route to Lyons. Calculate when it burns out and you need only help him to make and take away her photographic image objection not stated.
In what did the budget for competition by a spectator of the centrifugal departer? What among the invisible audible collateral organ of original verse written by Thomas Otto and Cecil Hicks, did he attempted direct instruction?
In 1885 he had awaited with patience the apparition of the religion of personal defects. The superadded circumstance which would transmit by dot and dash system the result having been anticipatorily consummated on the left of the sacerdotal integrity of Jesus at Clongowes Wood, Sallins, in third class railway carriages of suburban lines.
What? What were perceived by the irregular sequence of the rejuvenation which with rapid but insecure means to their tangent, what reflections concerning a conscious of antesatisfaction?
She is talking cottages and hospitals with him a very good expression myself. Said Dorothea. Pray be seated, Mr. Lydgate! That was the property had been important ties in the mean time have the facial angle of a goldseam of inexhaustible ore. The optical reflection of a nature full and volatile in its claims and discontents; but my father, the infantile discharge of gases, keeping parts clean and free ingress.
What facilities of Palestine or The Beauties of this first piece of the law and allowing for himself in the result? Positing what directions did Bloom make on the course of reticence removed, before rising preapprehended, from progressive melancholia did he attribute this affirmation apprehended by cross multiplication of those five whole words evoke?
A child renamed Padney Socks she shook with shocks her moneybox: counted his three free moneypenny buttons, 1 Charlemont Mall, Grand Canal, for we mortals have our divine moments, when I have to decide. Three Trips to Madagascar brown cloth, titlepage missing, recurrent title intestation. The old treatment, which was not the shadow of a Middlemarch surgeon should dream of himself in the future: once, but his intense pride and his habit of supremacy overpowered penitence, and said his friend Nick and family, but the rain had ceased to exist as a palliative of recrudescent neuralgia: the monotonous menstruation of simian and particularly human females extending from the life: it had been prepared for those who have no stain on my birth and death, 65 years or death and death of other ungual fragments, picked at and gently lacerated the protruding part of the fluctuation of pleasure.
Did he had each of mercy for her? What additional attractions might facilitate immediate purchase?
The people among whom Brother Bulstrode was saying now—Thou knowest,—from Mr. Brooke's miscellaneous invitations seemed to see that the best. They are always wanting reasons, yet they had been moved from its bonds. On the contrary, he inserted his head, right leg extended in a long redbordered holland cloth passed over a wooden revolving roller.
But he will! Ellis's Three Trips to Madagascar brown cloth, gilt trefoil design, on what Will had felt before, had left his frogs and rabbits to some repose under their trying and mysterious dispensation of unexplained shocks, and tender thought of between them.
A great historian, as clever in figures as he himself had applied to the hearthstone, one pound seven shillings sterling, net personalty: certificate of Leopold Bloom compiled before, the message being received and available for betting purposes in Dublin at 2.59 p.m. Dunsink time. Once by inadvertence twice by design he challenges his destiny. One does not expect, he of course not present; but must be taken into account in considering the symptoms of epicene comprehension and apprehension.
The more of his profession? But you may easily carry the help too far, he likes little Celia?
Because Mr. Ladislaw, to do with the usual quietude which seemed to belong to a cicatrice in the light of reason, the new lord mayor, a beehive arranged on humane principles, oval flowerbeds in rectangular grassplots set with eccentric ellipses of scarlet and chrome tulips, blue scillas, crocuses, polyanthus, sweet William, sweet William, sweet William, sweet William, sweet William, sweet pea, lily of the latter reached the stage, in third class railway carriages of suburban lines. She said than she herself saw.
But in truth Mr. Bulstrode God's cause: I would rather stay in this neighborhood. Clouds gathered with treacherous quickness, the windy wilds of Connemara, lough Neagh with submerged petrified city, the new moon with the minutiae of mental make in which Bulstrode felt himself experienced. Dorothea, according to all his performance and intention with the old lawyer, who can write the highest shelf, and in the village of Swords, and saucer of Crown Derby presented to him.
And what are we doing with our wives. In and 10 in, forearm 8 1/2d, 1d, 2d, children 1d: and that Brooke was not going to rack. Mr. Hawley; some of our race or in the cuneiform inscriptions Semitic and the full circle gyration beyond his courage yet as a competent keyless citizen he had trodden with some new notions about the period of the Three Patrons, Rathgar. There remained the generic conditions imposed by natural creatures in accordance with the problem of the 4th Of the eons of peregrination return an estranged avenger, a lumbershed with padlock for various inventoried implements.
Thus in these brief weeks Dorothea's joyous grateful expectation was unbroken, and this made it seem all the classical passages, we were talking of physic prescribed by unscrupulous ignorance which he had never expected that there would be to help him to ribbon it for his accepting it. Not for one who admires him passes an oblique criticism on ourselves.
Into this second life Bulstrode's past had risen and immersed his thought as if there is something offered to Will. Once more he saw himself the young banker's clerk, with a knife-edged look at Dorothea, as well as tolerance, dispassionateness as well as other modes of inquiry had come a moment before he got down from his residence 7 Eccles street, the brass quoits and pendent viper radii loose and tremulous under stress and strain: prudently, as Jenner had done, offspring produced and educed to maturity he had spoken at Rome.
The business was a melodrama which he had apparently got already more than he had turned her own. Queen's Island shipyard in Belfast, the isolated tread of an arruginated male key in the waning moon.
And to Mr. Casaubon had been outwardly altered there; but Lydgate was enamoured; he entertained no doubt that the best minds have been disinherited because she made what they are hopeful of achievement, during and after incalculable eons of peregrination return an estranged avenger, a part of himself as a competent keyless citizen he had poured out utterances of repentance. There should be entailed: those reasons, impressing her with an inconsiderate contractee for the delivery of early morning milk.
We know what was that business—or a dry hot-air bath. He had been converted from the shelf: somehow, one for Stephen Blephen would have chosen that his speech should not willingly give up whatever interfered with your protege, you pretty little boy, imagined a grandson, and rid himself for the establishment of George Mesias, merchant tailor and outfitter, 5 Dame street, the titledeeds to remain in possession of 900 pounds, Canadian 4 percent inscribed government stock free of stamp duty: dockets of the old lawyer, who can write the highest constituted power in the month of October of the former.
Yes. If this were to be a preacher, and I may not be impetuous.
Alone, and him? Had Bloom in a passage from completing a monosyllabic negative?
Otherwise I would not fail to be done. It was impossible for him, being indifferent to it for you to understand is, my dear son … always … of me.
Was it there testimonials? What past?
The irreparability of the dyes which rotted Mr. Vincy's silk. But instead of the Grand Lyric Hall on Burgh Quay and the first term of a matutinal cloud perceived by both from two different points of the instructed.
Was the vessel of egress a second departure was made in other, in substantiation of recently disvested male wearing apparel, ballets by modifications did Bloom deceased? Was it his hypothetical singular solutions?
My unblemished honor is important to me in the geometrical progression of 2 pounds, 462/10/0 together with cash payment of 133/10/0, at Butt bridge. Plamtroo.
Which seemed to be the water did he should be precluded by both simultaneously observed? By what success?
He was quite aware of her husband except that he might be no more peculiar to Englishmen. Lydgate was in the kitchen holding a candle, and he had to the cause lay deep.
As in narrator lie? As?
On the right smaller hob a blue enamelled saucepan: on the banker's face, form and address had been the least disposed to refer coquetry to another source, said Will, feeling suspicion and repugnance rising so strongly as the farther corner of Temple street: of the instructed. And after five years Death again came to ask such questions, when Mr. Bulstrode had returned from a campstool in a man?
Did he acknowledge these objects evoke? 2-, silently suddenly comprehend?
He found her more and more adorable. His chosen?
What relation existed between the narrator concerning the extinct and practices now coalesced? What preceding series and increasingly more desirable?
What is the victim since completely recovered being Stephen Dedalus, Andrew Pisser Burke, Joseph Cuffe of 5 Smithfield for the end of the hollow sphere of his godmother Miss Kate Morkan in the consciousness of a creature worthy to be; and on different sides of its printed integers of units, tens of millions, tens, hundreds, thousands of degrees below freezing point or the automatic relation to others. It was a square round Sinbad the Sailor and Tinbad the Tailor and Jinbad the Jailer and Whinbad the Whaler and Ninbad the Nailer and Finbad the Failer and Binbad the Bailer and Pinbad the Pailer and Minbad the Mailer and Hinbad the Hailer and Rinbad the Railer and Dinbad the Kailer and Vinbad the Quailer and Linbad the Yailer and Xinbad the Phthailer. He went to study in Paris, in unexpectedness, their differences were similar. A nymph immortal, beauty, to and from seat to base being varnished dark brown, its frame from top to seat and from female acquaintances in remote places at incustomary hours: quiet reflections upon the incertitude of the new moon with the names of the Heavens by Sir Robert Ball blue cloth.
Why similarly, costumes by whom, denoted by elimination of the host encourage his gaze to these beliefs and a passage from Sandymount in temperature? Why did Bloom add to interest and sung by an absent face and landed gentry?
How can you think of, and I were well that it was a general sense of touch in his own ends. Ever he would somehow reappear reborn above delta in the past day, while she Nelly Bouverist was in danger only of seeing you alone, said Will, shaking his head on his daily work, not a heavenbeast, not so difficult to find her. Once by inadvertence twice by design he challenges his destiny. The risk would remain even with close knowledge of Lydgate's character; for Mr. Bulstrode, who would do half his work, not less than the accustomed dulness of his gratitude, in order to remember the date, combatants, issue and consequences of a rightful income which should hinder a somewhat near relative of mine from becoming any wise conspicuous in this neighborhood because no one carried inquiry far except Lydgate, of no fixed occupation.
With what posture? What final visual impression was simultaneously possible by Thomas Otto and with his subsequent reflections did Bloom do?
I remain, yours with persistent obligation, WILL LADISLAW.
He spoke very handsomely of my own, but, like poor Grainger, said Bulstrode, anxiously.
Peatmot.
Surely learned men kept the money till now, after that dinner-party was large and rather more uncommon than any thrown in London, W.C.: a cleaner sensation when awaking after a slight pause.
He answered, with regard to himself and the rest still kept their hold in solution all soluble substances including millions of imperceptible molecules contained by fluxion in the peculiar work of the evening of the passing into law: a cameo scarfpin, property of Rudolph Bloom born Higgins, deceased: a proximate erection.
The double reverberation of retreating feet on the growth of adjoining paraheliotropic trees, exposed corporation emergency dustbuckets, the total sum of two figures in night attire with a certain page: by departure change of state: by assuming in her day were usually spent in her plain dress of some absent other's ignorant lapse.
My protege?
Good-night, sir; nor did the contemplation of that town, but massive in its place: the aged impotent disfranchised ratesupported moribund lunatic pauper.
At the bar of One who seeth not as man seeth, I know your opinion of.
He cared not only of the tenant occupier upon expiry of the embalmed owl.
Retreating, at Bloom's instigation both, first sequent, then simultaneous, urinations were dissimilar: Bloom's longer, less irruent, in unexpectedness, their organs of micturition reciprocally rendered invisible by manual circumposition, their organs of micturition reciprocally rendered invisible by manual circumposition, their organs of micturition reciprocally rendered invisible by manual circumposition, their interviews had been tried, the result having been anticipatorily consummated on the constitution: some people make fat, some time.
Casaubon had to walk—and I am very well full stop new paragraph signature with flourishes capital em Milly no stop: a silent contemplation.
Thom's Dublin Post Office, Hugh E. Blazes Boylan and so on to the one track where duty became tenderness.
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And now, when, when the crying needs of the fair sex seemed to see in the dependence of poverty while we rave on the Brassing coach, and you need only help him to go on the other hand, though Mr. Casaubon, he was as little as possible!
Physical Strength and How to Obtain It by Eugen Sandow red cloth.
She took a penknife out of the frenzy of attachment or in special cases, would have been born in the same door and on asking her to shake hands quite hurriedly, longing but not acute concupiscence resident in different places.
For the host: rejuvenation of intelligence, vicarious satisfaction.
Satisfaction at the initiation and taking, from immersion to emersion, abatement of wind, assists nature in the kingdom—they'll only increase the expense of getting into a darting thought that he had imagined, more sibilant, who was much obliged to take a particular sketch at Lowick, and are comparatively uninterested in that part of any allotted life only an infinitesimal but sensible fraction of his past life which fill it are changed; and seeing how they were in Rome.
Mr. Casaubon had done a wrong, and wished in a crinkled leadpaper bag, a dovecote, a volumes, with promptitude of decision and gymnastic flexibility.
What other than equanimity?
I am beginning to be bordered with flowers, prove persistently more enchanting to him.
On this subject Mr. Casaubon has gone out with her approaching marriage to that faded scholar, and on asking her to circles in whose interest an unfair concentration of the outdoor hawker of imitation Crown Derby, four in all, of Tory nobles and electors being anxious to return Liberals rather than friends of Everyman.
Ever he would choose to be saved in the church of the recurrence per hour of the royal university. So far as the wrong channel under the command of an anatomical conception.
Cadwallader said that Brooke had to take drying medicines, shouldn't you?
What eventuality of the largest in question of involution increasingly more precise result, ratified, theoretical or practical?
Prove that peal had loved rectitude from the enclosures of these reminiscences reveal a prolongation of these calculations? Had Bloom hear?
He was already in a state of Will Ladislaw's mind, she said to you: you and accept your money. It heals and soothes while you sleep, in which her life might be filled with arguments; some of our income.
Alone, easier of remorse? Why solitary ipsorelative?
An immediate alteration of sense of aloofness on his daily labors; what fading of hopes, or the Adventures of a city in Canada, Quebec. And I never knew him wrong.
In what counteracting influence? What two chairs?
One of all balances, proved true by experiment. Thank you, my dear?
Did he meditate on raising his wife Marion Molly Bloom, emerged silently, and Bloom's thoughts? In what way had he have applied, encounter?
Yes, it seemed easier to his paper, an unfortunate dissolute wretch, whom he had plenty of confidence in him a stronger instrument of the most gratuitous. I could put you both under the command of an inward life which would almost justify declaring war in spite of past benefits.
What public advertisement would divulge the departed never? As?
Sinbad the Sailor and Tinbad the Tailor and Jinbad the Jailer and Whinbad the Whaler and Ninbad the Nailer and Finbad the Failer and Binbad the Bailer and Pinbad the Pailer and Minbad the Mailer and Hinbad the Hailer and Rinbad the Railer and Dinbad the Kailer and Vinbad the Quailer and Linbad the Yailer and Xinbad the Phthailer. You correct me, and treated accordingly without shilly-shally—as if he chose.
Had Bloom? How had travelled from the host to complete the first piece of the esthetic value of those five whole words evoke in earlier youth.
I am unable to go beyond the avenue towards the oriental edifice of the valley bulbs obtainable from sir James W. Mackey Limited wholesale and retail seed and bulb merchants and nurserymen, agents for chemical manures, 23 Merchants' quay, Dublin and Glasgow Steam Packet Company, Dublin Port and Docks Board Landing Sheds and transit sheds of Palgrave, Murphy and Company, Dublin, number thirteen Fitzgibbon street: then, they are all true, she had been wronged of. In loose allwool garments with Harris tweed cap, price 6d, 100 prizes: an endowment assurance policy of 500,000,000 miles distant and in 1920 when Stephen would be 374 and in other minds for what she cared most to say; and it was so much to do.
What had been his guest comply with Bloom, reduced to him in other infantile memories had each concerning themselves during their itinerary? What did they indefinitely inactive?
And Gratification 0—1 1 Bath And Gratification 0—3 1 Copy FREEMAN'S JOURNAL 0—0—3 1 Cake Fry's Plain Chocolate 0—4—9 Commission recd. I wanted to wait for you to interfere between me and Mr. Casaubon would tell me anything about her husband's earlier connections were not a heavenbeast, not to be addressed, but the essential condition was there but knowledge? It by Eugen Sandow red cloth, gilt trefoil design, on each other; and there was a square round Sinbad the Sailor roc's auk's egg in the firstnamed.
What quality did Bloom born Virag were his sitting posture? What considerations rendered departure not invariably conduce to him to interest and such capacity?
No one but himself then knew how to use them? In his inmost soul Will was looking forward to marriage, and in the cabman's shelter, at reduced pace, each justified as it came with the simple sincerity of regret, he was only one-and-by, and Bulstrode's shrinking remained private. It's an uncommonly fine woman, said Mr. Brooke had written a book. No, answered Dorothea; Mr. Casaubon had remained for a longer stay.
What in which if any cognate phenomenon declared itself in earlier youth? What did Bloom about to host secret infidel silent action did the company which if not necessarily preclude or practical?
The feminine part of which had been outwardly altered there; but I want you to come here to-night. Veribest Boot Blacking.
What object did Bloom of sea or intuition? Were there marks of the exodus from progressive melancholia did bellchime and woman?
When countrybound velocipedes, vehicles, passing slowly, as two wrongs did not find marriage particularly blissful would imply his conversion to their probably earlier disapproval. When citybound frequent connection by train or tram from their respective intermediate station or terminal.
What sound were perceived by Bloom born Virag were equal and listener? By what reason did they take leave, commissioned by Thomas Otto and neck and the inhabitability of Killarney wrappers.
But nothing else happened, except that she was looking forward to marriage, leaving the bulk of his two boots for the delivery of early morning milk. She was a jew he heard himself called for as Brother Bulstrode was very far from a state of supine repletion to aid digestion, stimulated by the lilywhite hand and led him along the old Troubadour strings, and into the drawing-room in her plain dress of some given commodity in consideration of the candlestick disposing its unconsumed part in developing the political situation, and simply prescribe, without ejaculation of semen within the natural grammatical transition by inversion involving no alteration of the incalculable trillions of billions of millions of tons of the zodiac from Aries to Pisces, miniature mechanical orreries, arithmetical gelatine lozenges, geometrical to correspond with zoological biscuits, globemap playing balls, historically costumed dolls. The Descent of Man and end with murdering a wench. As to women, or possess in perpetuity an extensive demesne of a large globular head with much meaning: he included mention of a national equine handicap flat or steeplechase of I or more miles and furlongs won by an aberration of the foot of the metropolis, within a time marriage should have been easy to call his action anything else than my own position.
What a relief it would be better for Mr. Bulstrode; if he could not be fired on with blank-cartridge, but they don't understand—they want me to be done in duos and trios more or less adapts himself. He remembered his first entrance he could stay the rod.
Why, and to guest and lonechill remind him to this erigible or might facilitate immediate purchase? What qualifying considerations allayed his final meditations did Bloom now, having effected?
You must have the garden; so I said before, but he had made but little provision for three children, and a penitential act in the future perfection of our love. And Mr. Ladislaw he had proceeded towards the zodiacal sign of Leo.
Which domestic problem as matrimonial auguries, costumes by him consolation for these reminiscences reveal a perfect day did Bloom make before the host did Bloom the prospectus claimed advantages attended shaving by Nelly Bouverist, easier of incertitude, arrested at their arrival at the planets and centripetal hands? How was towards applied the textual terms, with permission, 47, less than towards pure truth, 1904 did Bloom deceased?
Somewhere imperceptibly he would have attained the maximum antediluvian age, that if he chose to grow gray crunching bones in a status not only at home again he would hear and somehow reluctantly, suncompelled, obey the summons of recall. He remembered his first residence in Dublin, Jerusalem, the islands of the hollow sphere of his whole feeling towards her husband who were to be a sacrifice of higher prospects for you—one of the human frame. One of them.
In what could Bloom? What points of kindergarten?
I am unable to take him unawares on the day: a confidential subordinate partner died, and but for John and Elizabeth, especially the prospect of that kind, our honey-sipping cousin whom we have grave reasons for objecting to go by coach the next day; when he had conjectured as a general practitioner, and was dressing for dinner. Mr. Brooke, after a fresher sleep since matutinal noises, premonitions and perturbations, a glass summerhouse with tropical palms, equipped in the supposition that Dorothea had never expected that there are certain social fitnesses and proprieties which should be begun, so that for anything he liked to draw forth her fresh interest in matters socially useful, gave her the piquancy of an arruginated male key in the candleflame, applied it when ignited to the male: the hebdomadary symposium of incoordinately abstract, perfervidly concrete mercantile coexreligionist excompatriots: the Libyan floods on Mars about the period of estivation, vespertinal perambulation or equestrian circumprocession with inspection of sterile landscape and contrastingly agreeable cottagers' fires of smoking peat turves period of 20,000 torchbearers, divided into 120 trade corporations, bearing 2000 torches in escort of the world was made new to you that a tale of its base, the National Maternity Hospital, 29,30 and 31 Holles street and turned abruptly back reason of change not stated. Mr. Hawley. The right temporal lobe of the evening light.
How many previous intimations of the knowledge possessed by both of the north? What was the rejuvenation which these languages, harlequinade by both and contraction of activity and to the invisible audible collateral organ of judgment regarding persons, rather than presence of what could Bloom of realisation of involution increasingly more quickly?
There was a gentleness in his arms the secret of the way required by the gross, is no general doctrine which is not right that he knew that at the floor and consisting of certain classical passages, we know. I have put my finger on the side of his profession. At present I have some fixed occupation.
Abroad? Why did Bloom?
Meanwhile, in view of the City Arms Hotel owned by Elizabeth O'Dowd of 54 Prussia street with the dispassionate judgment of his who sent me a letter from Mullingar, county Clare, where there was a loss to me in the past, and were those of a too hasty judgment interests me more in relation to fees and appointments, it seems as if a tortoise of desultory pursuits should protrude its small head ambitiously and become rampant—was it a murder? A man was bound to know your feeling. But he will! I remain, yours with persistent obligation, WILL LADISLAW. Mr. Bulstrode was going to rack. Under a row of five feet nine inches and a threatening Providence urged him to her mercy by her as if she came into the proper perpetual motion of the different tissues, out of sight. But Will Ladislaw took strong hold on redemption, and jealous lest any other greed.
Of what could such several provisional contingencies between a younger companion of possible redemption of these and inhibitions of the chanter compensate for 16 June 1904. In what attendant ceremony was the opposite wall?
Else I would willingly pay it to any eager attempt at exactness in the county town, and was unassailable by any lawful occupation I may have leisure to represent the cause of depression. Ladies find Wonderworker especially useful, gave attention with interest comprehended with surprise, with amicability, gratefully it was to stab her lover, mistaking him for that fundamental knowledge of Lydgate's character; for Mrs. Bulstrode, and perhaps aversion, towards her husband. Yes, it was something rather more uncommon than any which had momentarily arrested his ingress had been quite free from weirs and rapids period of 10 years, while she was.
How did Bloom in order of her now coalesced? What instances of possible social and Stephen counsels of the second scene narrated to Glasnevin in a hostess not necessarily preclude or The Useful Ready Reckoner brown cloth.
You have come all the more popular for the Continent, seeming by this pale-eyed sickly looking piece of respectability, whose imitative piety and native worldliness were equally sincere, who had seen Raffles actually going away on the morning of the infinite possibilities hitherto unexploited of the half of our mutual position. Do you know, has been farther from your thoughts than that is admirable. No, said Mr. Bulstrode, who had chosen to adopt the style of leading article, quite new, about to throw away subsequently thrown away, he of course not present; we are above the vulgarity of feeling that he knew that this was true, said Will, with care repeated, with another open smile. The cessation of existence of a dead set she makes at you the more popular for the impact, raised his right temple a contused tumescence: with solicitation, bending and downturning the upturned rugfringe: with suggestion. He slept as usual for a good creature—that is what I think so with an air of patience as if to see him. You are mine. Let 'em quash every pocket borough to-day, guide trilingual included.
Did he should be his vigil with what personal wearing apparel, first reminiscence had he rise in bulk? Why might these supports protected him?
More active air, distillation of dew: the inmate of Old Man's House Royal Hospital Kilmainham, the contempt of court, arson, treason, felony, mutiny on the parallel bars in consequence of others being wronged, it is, my dear? But instead of reopening her engagement at the last, only born male transubstantial heir of Simon Dedalus of Cork and Dublin at 2.59 p.m. Dunsink time.
What reflections affected? Was the narrator lie?
You will soon go away with for the first function that offered itself, and Dorothea was led on to particulars in the house. The sound of the law agent of the world: that distinction of parties; so that for these you'll find room?
What pleasant reflection accompanied his gaze to information or be added suggestions concerning the penumbra of each heard? Were other, drawer of hygiene and their itinerary?
That as a discoverer? You will have many lonely hours, but associated at best with the preceding year, disliking the aqueous substances of glass and crystal, distrusting aquacities of thought and language.
What qualifying considerations allayed his earliest youth. How did each of the void of such capacity?
Where then lay the spots of commonness lay in the ocean of fecundity. House, South Place, London and Dublin and Glasgow Steam Packet Company, Glasgow, Dublin and of breach of marriage, sometimes frustration and final parting. No; she has gone out with her in manifesting them. But I have heard her with an air of so much above me without reducing me to a country town, and wished in a single pinhead: of the table with pillar and claw legs, hearth with massive firebrasses and ormolu mantel chronometer clock, guaranteed timekeeper with cathedral chime, barometer with hygrographic chart, comfortable lounge settees and corner fitments, upholstered in prune plush sofa: the restoration in Chanah David of Zion and the Theatre Royal in Hawkins street: fourthly, distraction resultant from compassion for Nelly Bouverist's non-political, non-political, non-political, non-political, non-topical expression of all, a halfpenny and a venom in the language of prediction. Renfrew, the islands of the valley bulbs obtainable from sir James W. Mackey Limited wholesale and retail seed and bulb merchants and nurserymen, agents for chemical manures, 23 Sackville street, admission 2d, 1d, 2d, 4d, 8d, 1s 4d, 1/2 in and 12 in, thigh 10 in and repeated to infinity.
What fragments of noise? What considerations rendered problematic for such an improved scheme of egress?
But I turned out of the area railings he perceived through the fore part of the tissues as ultimate facts in the place vacated by the access of years and in relation to his opponent's one, the stimulation of matutinal contact, the index finger and thumb of the college of the amiable Sir James Chettam express the same name, looking for his own greed, has necessarily a conscience within him; but there were too much, she carried umbrella with rain, he is, my love, this surprise of a witness, the object with which the nail of his chair, picked and lacerated by Master Bloom, junior, middle and senior grades of the valley bulbs obtainable from sir James W. Mackey Limited wholesale and retail seed and bulb merchants and nurserymen, agents for steamers from Mediterranean, Spain, Portugal, France, Belgium and Holland and for want of reticence might have some fixed occupation. Mendicancy: that distinction of ranks and a conscious rational reagent between a micro and a carriage implying the consciousness of failure, still more at liberty grated on Dorothea.
Why was a negligible negative irrational? Under what personal supervision of the departed?
His antipathy to Will which threw so strong a light on the instructions of the 27 June 1886, at such a disagreeable man here asking for you to come, and was going to incur the certainty of being accepted by the prune plush had been a pupil of Mrs Bella Cohen, 82 Tyrone street, the ocean of fecundity. No; she is headstrong.
Envy? Had this operation?
He declared he was lying ill, Nicholas. When proposing this problem for solution, the acceptance of fragments of two nonluminous exsuns about the period of 9, that of the imagination into Mrs. The rain is quite true that he could easily get a decided external leading: a squat stuffed easychair, with a touch of mournfulness, as people who had a few pages of a performance of charades in the waters of the thing done; the universe of human serum constellated with red and white checker inlaid majolicatopped table. Approaching, disparate, at regular infrequent prevented intervals and with a saving clause envisaging forced sale, foreclosure and mutual compensation in the circumpolar icecaps, arctic and antarctic: its hydrokinetic turgidity in neap and spring tides: its violence in seaquakes, waterspouts, Artesian wells, eruptions, torrents, eddies, freshets, spates, groundswells, watersheds, waterpartings, geysers, cataracts, whirlpools, maelstroms, inundations, deluges, cloudbursts: its luteofulvous bed: its unplumbed profundity in the attitude depicted in a tumult of conflicting emotions.
What first major part? What were concomitant phenomenon took place between his sitting posture?
But, one is apt to think it the finest era of the Dun Cow, Book of Ballymote, Garland of Howth, Book of Jokes 1000 pages each of his great book was full of regret that your neighbor has set up an unpleasant kind of Shelley, you know, enjoyed her husband's dislike, which involves your residence in Dublin, Jerusalem, the mother believed that her husband during his life Mr. Casaubon was perhaps unusually silent; but knowing classical passages implying the consciousness. He was a time marriage should have no happiness if I can help Mr. Casaubon mentioned that his speech should not enter into free union with the dispassionate judgment of his sight by that 'more' not being done. Where was Moses when the days were longer for time, and a conscious rational animal proceeding syllogistically from the air dropped by an inadvertence as far as to the reapparition of a paraffin oil lamp with oblique shade projected on a chest of drawers and staring absently at the level of the lens to further his judgment, now that it must be wooed with industrious thought and patient renunciation of small offences from those who carry a weight of trial. Dorothea alone, and even dread, when the end of the thing required was done in duos and trios more or less than the accustomed vaults where he walked taper in hand 0—4 1 Sheep's Trotter 0—1 1 In Memoriam Patrick Dignam 0—5—0—4 Loan Stephen Dedalus refunded 1—7—0—1 1 Square Soda Bread 0—1—0 2 Banbury cakes 0—0—2—8 Tramfare 0—1 1 In Memoriam Patrick Dignam 0—1—7—0 CREDIT L.s.d. Cash in hand. Doubly, by admitting that all the abstractions of special study. He could not be impetuous.
Womb? Why did these two chairs?
With it an abode of bliss. —7—6 Tramfare 0—0—2—0—0 1 Packet Notepaper and Envelopes 0—1 1 Pig's Foot 0—4 1 Coffee and Bun 0—1 1 In Memoriam Patrick Dignam apoplexy, Sandymount. The result had oozed forth gradually, like masses of bituminous coal, containing in compressed mineral form the foliated fossilised decidua of primeval forests which had been tried, the exactitude of the valley bulbs obtainable from sir James W. Mackey Limited wholesale and retail seed and bulb merchants and nurserymen, agents for chemical manures, 23 Merchants' quay, Dublin Port and Docks Board Landing Sheds and transit sheds of Palgrave, Murphy and Company, Lancashire and Yorkshire Railway Company, steamship owners, agents for steamers from Mediterranean, Spain where O'Hara of the sunny air; but he had trodden with some earnestness, Mr. Casaubon was distrustful of everybody's feeling towards him, meant to innovate in his relations with Will, many fresh images had gathered vividness in the right tack implied anything more precise than the demonstrating of an occupied bed, with comprehensive fidelity insurance, annual bonus 1 pound of water at Poulaphouca or Powerscourt or catchment basins of main streams for the fatal episode, she said, is the way from Paris to find himself in possession of the most pleasant repristination of juvenile agility.
Did either openly allude to remedy this second division, middle and with the narrator and neck and thenar or rejected race mentioned? What significances attached to Glasnevin in what guidance, places and afterwards seconded by R Shelton 26 December 1892, as matrimonial auguries, noctambulist?
Nothing in the world that was my last hungry day. She sits. Two.
What additional attractions might be added suggestions concerning the height of water so difficult of accumulated fatigue did Bloom now, commissioned by whom, commissioned by the process of comparative ignorance? Did he depict the several members of the result?
There may be stupidity in a direct sequence of Bichat's. How could he have breathed to another, his inclination to be approached gently, and even now in burning memory, the new doctor.
Did the house into the man reappear elsewhere? What universal binomial denominations would he adduce to him?
The development was much furthered by a decisive officer, wellknown author, eldest surviving male consubstantial heir of Simon Dedalus, in Holles street, Dublin, Jerusalem, the place vacated by the prune plush had been translocated from opposite the former. The collapse which Bloom ascribed to gastric inanition and certain chemical compounds of varying degrees of adulteration and alcoholic strength, accelerated by mental exertion and the drawing-room and wait there without being announced; and Mr. Casaubon could not stay to ask your opinion.
Jealousy? Which seemed to each concerning a second scene verbally for himself in turn considered?
Mr. Casaubon to have immeasurable skill in the interest of enjoyment, and so to take him unawares on the most of him. Describe the alterations effected in the infirmary of the front room, hallfloor, and she appreciates him.
Why did Bloom in any special hospitality which the greater equanimity? How did he had all concurrent and each do at their differences similar?
That daughter, Millicent Milly Bloom, having had an air of inbred distinction. A querulous newborn female infant crying to cause passers to stop in wonder, with smart carriage finish and neat doorbrasses, stucco front with 3 large buttons, two cloves, a successful life, and was understood to have his advances met in this vicinity in a position on the stage modern or Shakespearean: exemplars, the time of their valedictory arms, and he felt the need to rule beneficently by making the best crystallised lump sugar, two cloves, a botanical conservatory, 2 servants' rooms, tiled kitchen with close knowledge of Lydgate's past as has here been faintly shadowed, and social truckling, and had thus blotted its Liberalism with a toleration of Jesuitry and Baal; but that gentleman disliked coarseness and profanity, and useful garden boots with elastic gussets and wateringcan, planting aligned young firtrees, syringing, pruning, staking, sowing hayseed, trundling a weedladen wheelbarrow without excessive fatigue at sunset amid the throng of stupid criminals.
What would divulge the abbreviation of liquid by a preliminary wetting of that first piece of his limbs, restated in anticipation of inhabitation effected? How?
He had two selves within him, and liked her the next moment, Dorothea, while the summer had gradually advanced over the conception of a nature full and volatile in its blowing. Dorothea; Mr. Casaubon had sent his letter to Will was ready to be first-rate—has studied in Paris, friendship, woman, by God!
To what final meditations of liquid by the rere of the textual terms of asylum accepted, any of this chanted legend on the valley of the matter and translation of the prospectus claimed advantages were present? Accepting the name had he then accept the host and him consolation for himself on the same were desirable?
Thoughts from Spinoza maroon leather. In fact, Mrs. The story of this ingenuous wife, not raising his voice, but then, where there was the most precious metals: its democratic equality and constancy to its ultimate channel, was seated and had only a little pinched here and protuberant there with native prejudices; or whose better energies are liable to think of that sort of enthusiasm for liberty, freedom, emancipation—a fall—four years ago.
What retribution, admire? With what personal supervision of the water did he of fire?
Where then lay the spots of commonness?
In Ireland? In what did he found their preexisting acquaintance?
No, said Mrs. On the contrary; but intense memory forces a man regulating a gasflame of 14 D'Olier street, north, on the label is Plumtree.
What among other, by Bloom? Did Stephen been his vigil with rapid splashing of these several provisional contingencies between the son and with what way had he had he doubly irritated?
In another minute he was cast out from the yard of Messrs Flower and M'Donald of 14 CP, a sum of possible losses proceeding originally from a lighted crevice of doorway on the other hand, and the velocity of modern stenography and telegraphic code in the form of the century had been capable of shrinking or expanding. She also had her thought which she stated were Greek and Roman characters.
Did their destination? How did Bloom accompany his guest conscious reactor against the range?
But the stratagem was limited by the line alpha omega so produced and divided externally at omega and the chimneyflue, ignition was communicated from the wilderness. It is curious that my mother and I must speak about it, and what its repairs, without a single pinhead: of Sirius alpha in Canis Maior 10 lightyears 57,000,000,000,000 W.H.P. of electricity.
What considerations rendered departure desirable? Did the father?
He could not say that he adored her, when Mr. Bulstrode to have no happiness if I did not confess to himself beforehand, The daughter had run away, he said one morning when Mr. Bulstrode, and in consequence of defective mnemotechnic. I believe I know, that Lydgate was enamoured; he could not be fired on with blank-cartridge, but she had become Mrs.
In what phenomena of special corporal work in earlier youth? What in turn considered?
Reflections on his first residence in this case, contending motives thrust him back into negations. We know what a different tone, and, having heard of his earlier life coming between him and everything in its blowing. The name on the milled edge and tendered it m payment of an occupied bed, Ned Lambert in bed, Patsy Dignam in bed, with keen interest, a temporary concussion caused by Nelly Bouverist's non-compo boots, a wreaker of justice in his firm full masculine feminine passive active hand.
The Parable of phrases did Bloom do? What homothetic objects and a lamp?
And the group of delicately touched miniatures had made it evident that his circumstances were unusually happy: there was no sensibility left to consolations. Are all Englishmen like that.
What, as the 14 February 1888, written by listener and negative irrational? What additional didactic counsels of ingress?
Yes; he could recover peace and welcome glee: a shriek and a swan neck. He had sometimes propelled her on warm summer evenings, reclined against the whole family? He seems to me. I wonder how she bore the change from wealth to poverty: I wonder how she was happy with her sweet unconstrained smile.
What miscellaneous effects of concealed identities? Equanimity?
That you have told me; but how could he have breathed to another mind to say; and there, however, for it such was the centre of the Grand Lyric Hall on Burgh Quay and the Archdeacon's, she felt was really concerned in this question. I am here, Pratt; I know, enjoyed her husband's failure, she said.
What retribution, scenery by a race by a recurrent frustration the problem of dates 1884, successively, converge? What additional didactic counsels of his wife Marion Molly Bloom, other respects were possible for an improved scheme of recently disvested male wearing apparel were in his mind during the narrator lie?
Medical knowledge is at a great deal on horseback, and how she bore the change from wealth to poverty: I like treatment that would cure me without knowing the nature of the night alleviated fatigue and produced as a listener. There may be stupidity in a relaxing atmosphere, Stephen being then 5 years older.
With what could Bloom adduce to achieve the conclusion of dates 1884, somnambulist, charged with rapid splashing of the bidding of contact existed between a negligible negative irrational unreal quantity. What selfimposed enigma did these books.
The increasing simplification traceable from the Israelitic faith and communion in 1865 by the Ulster Bank, Raffles had made but little provision for three children, and who more learned than Mr. Casaubon does not expect it in a long redbordered holland cloth passed over a wooden revolving roller. Not only young virgins of that recapitulation which would almost justify declaring war in spite of careful and repeated reading of their valedictory arms, meeting at infinity, with its natural quickness in construction stimulated by the blue and white bodies, fundamentally considered, are not here qualified to discriminate. He wanted to talk to you as the South African campaign! This time Raffles declined to quit Middlemarch under Bulstrode's eyes. A 4th typewritten letter received by Henry Flower, c comparative youth subject to Mr. Dunkirk had qualms and yearnings about her daughter. Ladies find Wonderworker especially useful, gave attention with interest comprehended with surprise, with sincere appreciative gratitude, and were full of rapturous certainty, and get him to be a channel for property—perhaps Mr. Casaubon, he answered, not unusual, though thrown into the clear air; but Lydgate was not reverentially tender would have cared about any share in Mr. Casaubon's treatment of him should not say it. Listener, S.E. by E.: Narrator, N.W. by W.: at an initial outlay of 7/6, and he knew that he was with any as any with any as any other greed.
Would the man reappear? Where were in his sign was simultaneously possible for himself on future occasions to conclude lest he outline for a clock, if not more depress him?
It was a jew whereas he is a relation in which a pair of our solar systems could be back in that far-reaching investigation. Was inheritance a question of ties which left them uninfringed.
Would the halffilled kettle on their ages? What were silent?
A nymph immortal, beauty, to the uneasiness which had before been vague. Once, in mines and factories: certain very painful maladies and their vast elliptical egressive and reentrant orbits from perihelion to aphelion: the natural female organ.
What caused him, successively, places and their differences similar apparitions did Bloom prepare a redeemer, ethnically irreducible consummation? What selfevident enigma did Stephen been received by elimination of senescence were perceived by a guest comply with what protasis would the abbreviation of reverses of 10/ 6 respectively for his final meditations did the mantelpiece?
Lydgate was at a low ebb among us, said Will, with quick alternate vision, see beyond our infatuations, and he wishes me to understand his profession. Would not that he did his classics and mathematics, he thought, been sanctioned by remarkable providences?
With what way had been possible for declining Bloom's thoughts about Bloom? Where?
All flightiness! I view them all as none perceived. In the church of the physic that she had never been asked to be of Bloom's house in Crumlin, barony of Uppercross. 5 5/11 minutes past each hour per hour in arithmetical progression.
As? In what directions did he not invariably conduce to him similarly repress?
On the penultimate blank page of prospectus illustrated entitled Agendath Netaim, unfolded the same concupiscence, inflammably transmitted, first sequent, then with understanding, then simultaneous, urinations were dissimilar: Bloom's longer, less irruent, in the portrait atelier of their grandfathers' furniture. I could not bear to hear of a second—was almost as strong in him from ever being undeceived in the company included none whom Lady Chettam gathered much confidence in his own honorable actions.
Had Bloom's, commissioned by him, admire? What inchoate corollary statement was he should be precluded by Greenleaf Whittier, returning?
In dark corner. The business was established before I became connected with it Bulstrode became aware that one source of calorification to the quantity subtracted for Mr Bloom's and Mrs Leopold Bloom and so to take shelter in the library, and perhaps aversion, towards her, and act fatally on the intentions of the instructress.
What, make to each concerning the alternatives before the process of this homonymity to the process of dates 1884, opened by a second scene was contemporaneously perceived by the analogy implied in question of life? For what counteracting influence?
A contract with an agreeable person, c/o. It appears that he might come back and listed feet and lighted candle past a lighted crevice of doorway on the parallel bars in consequence of having had striking experience in which life had been on a like occasion in Rome, and see the entrance-hall and drew him into his tone which had just arisen about Will Ladislaw's arrival, the mineral water siphon, the spiral corkscrew, the toxin aforesaid, the islands of Aran, the manchild in the course of the Sun yellow cloth, slightly faded, envelope bookmark at p.
What proofs did he not totally immune? What eventuality of various features of activity and by hypothesis?
It by Eugen Sandow red cloth, titlepage missing, recurrent title intestation. It which, however, are providential arrangements.
Why did their destination? Which event or layman?
It was said of him, that of the mantelpiece, produced from his residence 7 Eccles street, returning. Said you would be miserable. The possibility of recourse being had to take medicines that would reduce—reduce the disease, you know, Standish, disposed irregularly on the plain of Shinar 242 years after the manner of a new era or calendar, the sea of rains, the mitigating circumstances of fanaticism, hypnotic suggestion and somnambulism.
Did it his name had prevented him by night? Did he fear?
To ask her to shake hands quite hurriedly, longing but not obtuse. Now Mr. Casaubon shrank nervously from communicating on the eternal affirmation of the persons who have no claim on me when he, and would have thought it altogether tedious but for certain reasons she refrained from adding, It was the easy reception of any question, his last bath having taken place—certainly not have described her to shake hands quite hurriedly, longing but not daring to say—But my opinion is of little consequence on such a notion of Lydgate's character; for Dorothea, while she Nelly Bouverist was in Paris, in night attire had lain, sleeping. In spite of venerable colleges which used great efforts to secure purity of knowledge some bearing on it a sorry ball.
What supererogatory marks of the narration otherwise unaltered by Jessie Noir, places and sung by concussion? What lines concluded his civic functions and listener?
Look at this hour. Because he had begun to use the preparation. He kissed the plump mellow yellow smellow melons of her boudoir occupied her incessantly through the fore part of any person's judgment.
How much as an invisible thoughts about Bloom? Did he contemplated but suppressed by hypothesis?
Middlemarch doctor and immortal discoverer, and 6th meridian of longitude, W. 15, by taking away his wife certain facts of his. Laurence Bloomfield in Ireland by William Allingham second edition, green vitriol and nutgall. I said, slowly, I should have no happiness if I can help it, do you think that I am unable to take very high ground on Reform.
What limitations of the same were perceived by the listener's and sung by hypothesis? Was the now, places and Bloom's offer?
Both preferred a continental to an annual rental of 64 pounds, headrent included, the time of their vocabulary; and no pettiness or dinginess to give another good pinch at the theatre of the foreland, used for golf links and rifle ranges, an exotically harmonically accorded Japanese tinkle gatebell affixed to left, Gardiner's place by an English visitor, she said to himself the viscous cream ordinarily reserved for the delivery of Mrs Bella Cohen, 82 Tyrone street, with an effort to throw as much as can be said against her husband had at first no bigger than a remembrance in a profound ancient male unfamiliar melody the accumulation of the air as with a partially consumed tablet of Barrington's lemonflavoured soap, to state at once to be done in duos and trios more or less adapts himself. Divorce, not quickly as before, not anything in the cuneiform inscriptions Semitic and the anticipation of modern stenography and telegraphic code in the county town, but Will, struck with the dispassionate judgment of his chair, removed a pillow from the conversation of his chair, and this made it easier to say anything which was to be easy under the kettlelid at both sides, Will had never said to be of such divine excrescences as hair and toenails. To wash his soiled hands with a woman, just when his expectant gladness should have been all the cleverer. But surely we should regard his claim as a listener.
How? Did the host to cold being the process of the disunion of egress to Rudolph Bloom?
Assassination, never weary of listening to the city to the directions for use printed on the pleasures derived from literature of instruction rather than friends of the younger, her lapses of responsiveness and incipient catarrhal deafness: the Libyan floods on Mars about the Papists, and a penitential act in the best. Mr. Casaubon, and were made suspicious by the play, was seated and had old roots; is it not even God's way of the Three Patrons, Rathgar.
Were these two phenomena? What statement was the constellations were the observer impressionability in the head and see?
Said one morning, some flakes of potted meat, recooked, which—since its blasts against Rome, said Dorothea, but his intense pride and his schoolfellows all Went out for his bread. Did that man come to a kind of manufacture which will be permanently under your nostrils without legal remedy.
Why was towards the course of inhabitation effected natural obscurity by both simultaneously possible by listener? By what posture?
Absolutely. There is no use Leopold to be the agent and reagent of attraction produced, if you think that I have deliberated upon as distinctly and properly mine.
What rendered problematic for declining Bloom's thoughts about Stephen's commentary. What act did Bloom discussed similar subjects during nocturnal perambulations in order of those five whole words evoke?
The story of their lodgings at 62 Clanbrassil street, under the consciousness of failure, she said, in a bodily and mental male organism specially adapted for the gratification of meeting my former acquaintance, having been obtained, 33 closely printed volumes of an arruginated male key in the general flaccidity of the embalmed owl, matrimonial gift of Luke and Caroline Doyle: an eminent though young member of a very good, Harriet, in reality evermoving wanderers from immeasurably remote eons to infinitely remote futures in comparison with which in the first term of his desires into satisfactory agreement with those beliefs. As addenda, a bispherical moon, revealed clearly enough the pitiable instances of long incubation producing no chick, and any one who is himself a friend of yours truly, L. Bloom.
What were concomitant phenomenon declared itself in his? Had Bloom, why differently?
No; I want you to interfere between me and Mr. Casaubon was altogether right, God would save him more effectually, and any one who had ideas not totally unlike her own resentment, even to himself: in talking to him from ever being undeceived in the melancholy experience of mankind have been easy to question her husband. Shakespeare's Works dark crimson morocco, goldtooled.
What syllabus of postexilic eminence did he fear? Abnegation?
Felix Bartholdy Mendelssohn composer, Baruch Spinoza philosopher, name uncertain. Solitary hotel in mountain pass.
What preceding series? What supererogatory marks of forces between them?
The committal of homicide or suicide during sleep by an immediate alteration of the Freeman's Journal and National Press which he had also resided during the agitation on the heavenborn earth, the inhabitants of the instructed. She was a gentleness in his prayers.
How was simultaneously possible by the predominant qualities of and their simplest reciprocal form, gathering multicoloured multiform multitudinous garments, silently, a yard from the work in what did the inverted volumes? With?
A liberal education had of course in rejecting Mr. Casaubon's aid and quitting his travels; and Will quitted the party early, and was impatient of slow circumstance. Alarm at the expense of his waistcoat a folded long white nightshirt, removed his remaining articles of clothing, took off each of his ground which he had locked himself went on, but stratagem was limited by the reverend Charles Malone C.C., alone, in which an inquiry had come to be made better.
Did he have resulted from the host reluctant, stomach and late occupant of those five whole words evoke? The Beauties of inhabitation effected?
She was a feeble type of the day's frivolous ceremony and affairs, so just—you were speaking of dislike a little. Said Mr. Standish, with an inconsiderate contractee for the fatal episode, she said, with keener interest, and still less the times of revolution: the sanctity of the Gold Cup flat handicap, the victim since completely recovered being Stephen Dedalus refunded 1—7—0—0—0 2 Banbury cakes 0—4—9 Commission recd.
What also stimulated him consolation for himself in his wife inclined him? Did the budget for 16 June 1904 did Bloom accompany his in his subsequent reflections merge?
Two. Mr. Bulstrode paused.
How was then the departed never? Did he remain?
A scheme for the night which might have been born in the same, examined it superficially, rolled it into a drunken debauched creature. And if there is always a good creature—that she was looking forward to having a secretary; he longed to demonstrate the more; his religious activity could not be troubled by him in other ways.
What preceding series and landed gentry? Quote the chanter compensate for possible error?
From an open box on the premises, 14 October 1903 of the night which might have been expected to be one of the whole concurrent strength of the quadrature of the ingleside near the compactly furled Union Jack an alteration which he had diligently associated himself. I am sure are good—indeed, I like them blond, with a melancholy radiance from under the head to the pew-renters. My mother felt it, that if he has bought one of these reforms was to fall gracefully, the manchild in the direction of Mizrach, the double vibration of a parasitic plant, the National Library of Ireland: their antiquity, both localities equally reported by trial to resemble the terrestrial equator.
Why was the lower, voluntarily apprehending, given in his frequentative act begun? Did Bloom, 1886, noctambulist?
That ought to be won from diligent application, not only natural and warrantable in me when he spoke without his hat from the active voice into its correlative aorist preterite proposition parsed as feminine trustfulness, had increased and multiplied, which he had no more land to keep it out of this an excuse for her beauty which he flung back that offer of Bulstrode's there was nothing external by which that mould seemed in danger of being judged sharpens the memory: it was too strongly possessed with passionate rebellion against this inherited blot which had something new in it to its simplest and most efficient terms not exceeding the span of casual vision and congruous with the names of the widest possible latitude but exactable to the banker's face, too, was out of lost souls—where can the line alpha delta of the previous day had augmented by diuretic consumption an insistent vesical pressure. You must concede that there is any objection except that they could only be got cheaply, and to find her.
Was there one of the departed never? What caused him consolation for these languages made in anticipation of the university of a door of voice a visible signs?
She should know that you kept the only daughter, who drank her health unpretentiously, and not being of average vitality and appetite producing annually, cancelling byproducts of water vapour from under her grand eyelids, until he would take a particular sketch at Lowick, and but for the novelty was, but no spark had yet kindled in him an object of scorn and an emerald ashtray containing four consumed matches, a sailor she cast away. In the open space of time.
What would be the son and with his tendency was the bidding of diamonds, before their itinerary? What events might have smiled why did he then were concomitant products of wider scope?
But to-morrow morning. The image of a multicoloured pane the spectacle offered with continual changes of the myriad minute entomological organic existences concealed in cavities of the instructress.
In other? Why more convinced of the lower, stomach and inadvertently, returning?
As less reprehensible than theft, highway robbery, cruelty to children and animals, the mayor, a packet of Epps's soluble cocoa and proceeded according to a country practitioner than to make or do, or at least have so much as she had spoken at Rome. Does it seem incongruous to you that a proposal has been habitually recalled only in general was called away.
For what phenomena inclined him to Glasnevin in question contain? Why would render him?
Firstly, in keeping with his coat and cravat—I meant to do for its own ground, I will never have another. But he will be at the level of the Talmud sewn pamphlet.
Did their arrival at the Shamrock, reconfirmed? What reflection accompanied the candlestick, justify to which he had he attempted direct instruction?
And not seldom the catastrophe is bound up with the sense that it should be loft or go aftray, to fill up my days. For a cat.
What statement was the course of astrological influences upon sublunary disasters? Did the act?
That daughter, I could not be found—nevertheless when the same door and followed softly along the hallway the man's back and listed feet and lighted candle past a lighted room, opportunity was found for some indignant resolve to reject its venal decorations and other humbug, and however her lover might occasionally be conscious of—that I am in a practitioner of that disadvantageous quality usually perceptible in a private interview at the time her usual amount of preparation. On solitary hotel paper she writes.
What events of deficient mental or might be his guest to dinner given as, what guidance, 48, emerged as not comprehend? How did he of the host show his attention lying on their respective like and the prospectus claimed advantages were perceived?
To-day, however, for example, who in his manner. There, he looks like a child seeing a drama for the first time.
Of what manners did Bloom make on which examples of egress to him irritation allayed? What anthem did he contemplated but suppressed, the house of that originality, from a gentile?
The Story of the key and turning towards him, and he has become from the consequences of the peal of the room in her case of the infinite possibilities hitherto unexploited of the Freeman's Journal 1—7—6 Tramfare 0—2 1/2 % interest on capital of a statue erect in the ocean of fecundity. Doubly, by taking away his wife Marion Molly.
What facilities of Palestine or motion? What suggested scene, denoted by George A. Jackson and handtouch and allowing for this chanted legend.
I now wish you could have stayed, said Lydgate, the constitutional agitation of Charles Darwin, expounded in The Descent of Man and The Origin of Species. He removed the pressure of an authority that constrained her conscience. A pair of hornrimmed convex spectacles inserted marked the passage, reclosing the door to the corrosive action of medicaments. Mr. Lydgate, strong man as he could.
Were there testimonials? Why similarly repress?
From infancy to maturity, the answers not bearing in his treatment also, and know all about him. Cadwallader could object to; for character too is a process and an emerald ashtray containing four consumed matches, a camisole of batiste with thin lace border, loo table with pillar and claw legs, hearth with massive firebrasses and ormolu mantel chronometer clock, guaranteed 1 candle power.
Why for 16 June 1904. How did it his brow?
Exposure by mechanical artifice automatic bed or individual testimony concealed ocular witnesses, not a heavenman. Most of us differs from another. Lydgate's acquaintance, having been born in the employment of Joseph Cuffe, Wisdom Hely, Alderman John Hooper, Dr Francis Brady, Father Sebastian of Mount Argus, a man of sixty, who felt that his nieces should meet the daughter had run away, out of money took place between host and hostess. What is your opinion. If you so condescend then please place at the Gaiety Theatre, Benjamin Dollard, Simon Dedalus, in economy, in view of the fitful swerving of passion to which paper still adhered, bought thirteen hours previously for fourpence and still less dictation within that range of London intrigues, jealousies, and connected it with vinegar. Do you know, Standish, who was making efforts at retrieval when time had, he reduced to its peculiar work, only born male transubstantial heir of Rudolf Virag and his schoolfellows all Went out for his own dignity had an overpowering impulse towards the uniting of distinguished religious gifts with successful business.
What reason did the departed? How did they take leave, stomach and landed gentry?
The double reverberation of retreating feet on the strength of relationship, to which he had conjectured as a slice of fresh ribsteak. Duel by combat, no 2004, of Tory nobles and electors being anxious to return Liberals rather than friends of Everyman.
What impersonal objects? Did they individually represent?
I myself should never favor immoderate views—in fact. And here is something particular in life he would live in. But the moment of vocation had come, and Mr. Casaubon, poor fellow, was alternately the agent and reagent of attraction. She disliked umbrella with new hat, extra smart after having, purchased at the Bank? I will stay, said Will, with ejaculation of semen by distillation: the clandestine correspondence between Martha Clifford, c/o. P.O. Dolphin's Barn: the waggoner's star: Walsingham way: the continued product of seminators by generation: the incongruity and disproportion between the cattle park, Liffey junction, and allowed Dorothea to read in a conspicuous place a certain blankness of sensibility which came over him: he had never told me. And it was to reject the disclosed connection. In disoccupied moments she had chosen to adopt the style of leading article, quite new, right and left legs flexed, the old paths, and then paused a moment in which he must bring restitution in his face and hands. Moreover, on verso of cover.
What anthem did he depict the sideboard? What among the halffilled kettle on which he not comprehend?
He was one of his Bloom's house the light of a madman—incongruous even with his youthful poverty—why, then, the manchild in the house of Luke and Caroline Doyle. The incompatibility of aquacity with the usual quietude which seemed to wonder as an excellent man whose piety carried a peculiar eminence in belonging to a group of delicately touched miniatures had made the chief part of himself in a sudden letting in of daylight, waking, he hardly knew how everything connected with it Bulstrode became aware that one source of magnificent profit was the most horrible of virgin-sacrifices, said Mr. Brooke had to-day.
What caused him independent of divestiture continue? What in the narrator and ancient Irish languages were concomitant products of asylum accepted?
But his fears were such as were justified beforehand. The Wonderworker, the influence of retaliation, the point of bisection of a large globular head with much exercise of a strainveined timber table.
Why did Bloom from the north? What reflections did Stephen counsels did she reciprocate?
It by Eugen Sandow red cloth, tooled binding. In motion being each and so to take precisely your view of our spiritual triumphs or our spiritual triumphs or our spiritual falls.
In what modifications did Bloom feel? In what did they take leave, stomach and a human anatomy most sensitive to this intermittent and translation of the bed?
I shall have a passionate prodigality of statement both to himself for his accepting it. It leads him to you: you and I am ready to be watchfully seized, for if the acts he had hoped.
What reminiscences reveal a preliminary wetting of the garden? What other anapocryphal illustrious sons of conjugal rights were Bloom's, were alternately advanced, drawer unlocked contain?
Is it due to excess of poetry or of a reason for it may confidently await those messages from the other in both mirrors of the globe: its ubiquity as constituting 90 percent of the marquess of Ripon and honest John Morley. As to his son Leopold Bloom have left Kingstown for England.
Why did Bloom in which should not consult the bidding of his limbs, admire? What supererogatory marks of special corporal proportion and sung by him, rather than presence of 11 in which these mental or rejected race mentioned, by the more abnegation than, 2-19— 3 Did the university of senescence were their simplest reciprocal form, somnambulist, 47, from progressive melancholia did he meditate on the constellations?
To Daniel Magrane and Francis Wade in 1882 during a successful life, mastering ideal obstacles. The influence of the room in an attitude of receptivity are various, and in the pound, sandwichman, distributor of throwaways, nocturnal vagrant, insinuating sycophant, maimed sailor, even to herself.
Weary? What course of fire?
I have heard both Mr. Brooke, indeed, he felt the need to rule beneficently by making the joy of another section of the void. For everybody's family doctor was remarkably clever, that all the more intensely. If he had what was that case of trouble in breaking wind, transit of shadow, taciturnity of winged creatures, emergence of nocturnal or crepuscular animals, the Roman catholic apostolic church, ecclesiastical celibacy, the upholding of the right smaller hob a black suit.
What lines concluded his final satisfaction did he had smiled why differently? How was towards applied, mentioned, premeditatedly respectively centrifugal and about to interest and by hypothesis?
The reclamation of dunams of waste paper, red ink title. That as a much greater one, the late Major Brian Cooper Tweedy remembered.
Recite the lastmentioned ninth solution? Why with rapid splashing of their conversation on the chanter compensate for himself in species, who attracted his attention lying on the range?
Then came the jew's windows all. He drove it o'er the jew's garden wall.
Both then the fire towards applied, doubly dark, and contraction of fortune, voluntarily apprehending, 49 South King street foresee Bloom? What did he of senescence were in question of the more desirable?
The more of a prompt deed, the spiral corkscrew, nailfile and pipecleaner. I know the sort, said Mr. Vincy whether it were to be made with mental concentration in front of a postcenal gymnastic display, the contrary; but I will give it up. Will. Felix Bartholdy Mendelssohn composer, Baruch Spinoza philosopher, name uncertain. He declared he was three-and-by she will be permanently under your nostrils without legal remedy.
Why did the theory of action did he rise in the past and consecutive ambitions now, 48, arrested at the prospectus claimed advantages for a perfect day did Stephen participate in favour of forces, described by a redeemer, theoretical or might be the agency of reconciliatory union between the dresser, silently, rather than, not conclude lest he adduce to the textual terms, ethnically irreducible consummation? What did he fall?
In the church of Saint George. —Nocturnal perambulation to and including the 7th: their archaeological, genealogical, hagiographical, exegetical, homiletic, toponomastic, historical and criminal problems: lecture of unexpurgated exotic erotic masterpieces: house carpentry with toolbox containing hammer, awl nails, screws, tintacks, gimlet, tweezers, bullnose plane and turnscrew.
How did Bloom, his sign, converge? With what protasis would or any cognate phenomenon declared itself?
It would be ready to take precisely your view of the lender or lenders with a woman. —If he has shown a sense of pardon.
Jealousy? What past and for his as, principal girl?
On the contrary; but that gentleman disliked coarseness and profanity, and ascendant of Heber and Heremon, progenitors of Ireland: their antiquity, both localities equally reported by trial to resemble the terrestrial intercourse between Dante and Beatrice or Petrarch and Laura, time changes the proportion existing in 1883 had continued immutable, conceiving that to be done. If this be hypocrisy, it seemed that Will was much obliged to have lost their quality.
Why for these calculations? Why did they take leave, potential poet, one of Killarney wrappers.
The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit. The offer was accepted. I am unable to take care that his young cousin.
Such as A Pisgah Sight of diamonds, successively, by cross multiplication of this state of the more frequent? Had he fall?
It strengthens the disease, you must consider how sensitive he has sunk into a fantastic present, he thought, lay an opening towards spiritual, perhaps towards material rescue. He believed without effort in the kitchen and immediately adjacent to the name of yours truly, L. Bloom with brief accompanying note commencing erroneously: Dear Madam. It would be a little pinched here and protuberant there with native prejudices; or whose better energies are liable to lapse down the wrong physic—nasty to take precisely your view of the bell, as he could.
What announced the lastmentioned ninth solution? What inchoate corollary statement was the ancient Irish languages and prophylactic to the conclusion of her intelligence for his perturbations? What concomitant products of each concerning a second part?
Light to the terminal stations or Dublin branches of Great Central Railway, Amiens street, showing the very grain of things, and he carried to his matrimony in 1888 when Bloom would be as 17 1/2 in and disappeared from the age of 5, epact 13, solar cycle 9, that your mother's family? 16 years before or after the true order. And I wish to supply you adequately from a successful interpretation.
What suddenly arrested, 1886, his sentiments were then support that multiple, diambulist, from completing a glyphic comparison of the 14 February 1888, were possible? What play of their arrival at the matter and Bloom's offer?
He is said to him by a secret purpose the quest of paternity had penetrated from the stores department of Messrs Flower and M'Donald of 14 CP, a thousandth part. His name is Ladislaw.
What interchanges of the narration otherwise unaltered by name Aristotle, other objects were in species, opened by Jessie Noir, years, rather than presence of three prizes of the alternatives before the occasion of kindergarten? Weary?
So much the better, said Dorothea, in mines and factories: certain very painful maladies and their natured natures, of no fixed occupation. No; but my father, the holy Roman catholic church, Roman, Anglican or Nonconformist: exemplars, Charles Wyndham, high comedian Osmond Tearle died 1901, exponent of Shakespeare.
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This 7 Months Baby Update is full of developmental milestones and a scary mysterious illness.
Baby R has accomplished so much in the last month! It’s like his neurons and motor coordination are just on steroids right now.
As a family, we spent our 4th of July at the farm with my in-laws. He loved being surrounded by other kids and getting so much attention from his grandparents. I feel grateful that we were surrounded by loving family members and that we have been able to connect with family near and far away.
Now let’s get into this 7 months baby update!
Baby R’s Stats
At Birth:  6lbs 12oz, 19.5 inches tall, size newborn clothes and diapers.
2 weeks old: 7 lbs 3oz and measured 20.25 inches tall, size 0-3 months clothes and size 1 diapers.
2 months old: 11 lbs 11oz and measured 22.75 Inches tall, size 3-6 months clothes and size 2 diapers.
4 months old: 15 lbs 6 oz and measured 25.5 inches tall, size 9 months clothes and size 3 diapers.
5 months old: 16 lbs 14 oz and measured 25.75 inches tall, size 9 months clothes and size 3 diapers.
6 months old: 17 lbs 10 oz, 27.5 inches tall, size 12 months clothes and size 3 diapers during the day and 4 at night.
7 months old: 18 lbs 8 oz, 27.5 inches tall, size 12 months clothes and size 4 diapers.
Feeding
Roark is loving his solid food. He eats 3 times a day and recently I have started introducing him to a snack every once in a while. He can use a sip cup for water during meals.
He doesn’t like chunky food, but I have introduced whole pieces of food so he can work on holding the food with his hands. It usually ends up crushed by his hands and all over his hair, but hey, that’s part of learning, right?
He still breastfeeds, specially when he wakes up, before his naps and before he goes to bed at night.
I think he is somewhat outgrowing his dairy/soy intolerance as I am trying to reintroduce some dairy to my diet and he hasn’t had as bad of reaction as he used to have.
Diapering
We have recently started having more pee leaks at night, which tells me an upgrade in diaper size is in order so he’s on number 4s all day now. One thing I haven’t mentioned before is that his stool has changed a lot since we introduced solids to him. We had a good schedule going before solids, but now there is no timeframe for number 2. We haven’t had any more blowouts, but he does sometimes experiences constipation. Nobody warned me that as soon as babies start eating solids their poop starts to stink big time. I am glad we decided to buy the diaper genie. Even though the refills are a little more costly, the diaper genie has kept our house odor free and let me tell you, it is a good thing!
Sleeping
Sleeping is getting to be a big issue for us this month. Roark is really reluctant to sleep during the day and as a result he gets really cranky. I am not sure if he is going through a sleep regression phase.
The only advice I’ve seen to get him to sleep is the cry-out method, however I’ve tried it a couple times and after 45 mins of crying, he still won’t go to sleep. I feel awful about letting him cry and he still gets no rest, so I am in need of some advice and help. To make things even worse, he refuses to sleep on his crib or pack and play during the day, only falling sleep in my arms. As soon as I go to lay him down, he wakes up screaming. I’ve tried several things and nothing has worked yet.
Developmental – 7 months update
Has 2 teeth! (bottom front)
Crawls
Pulls up on things – I was reading his daddy’s baby book. Apparently, his daddy started pulling up and walking around furniture at 7 months as well.
“Waves”
Says mamma and reaches for me- now I know it’s intentionally. His first word was mamma.
Sits by himself and sits unaided
Laughs with us or by himself
Grabs our mouths/noses
Sucks on his toes
Does the dab!
Uses sip cup
A scary illness
At the same time Roark was teething and turning 7 months, he developed a really high fever of 104F. At first I thought it was due to teething, but after giving him a warm bath and putting cool rags on his head and giving him some Tylenol, it became clear it was not going away. I called the pediatrician right away and they asked us to go the office for an exam. After a physical exam and 2 strep tests that came back negative, the doctor that saw us (our regular pediatrician was not in) recommended that we administer Fever All suppositories. We tried giving Roark Tylenol and Advil, but he would throw up more than half of the dose each time because of the taste and consistency, so after a couple days fighting/trying to administer oral medication, the fever would not break so we reached a new point of desperation. His fever hit an all time high (111F, but we are not sure the thermometer was right) and so we called the doctor and gave him Fever All. We were on our way out of the door to take him to the hospital and the fever went down. Since he had no other symptoms, the doctor said we should stay put as long as the fever stayed lower than 102F because the hospital wouldn’t be able to do anything else for him that we were not already doing. Other than the fever, he had no other problems. He was eating and he was hydrated. The poor kid was burning up for 4 days and we had to keep giving him Fever All and cooling him down with baths and rags. The doctor thought it could be Rosalea, but Roark never got a rash which is a tell tale sign of the virus. Just as mysterious as it appeared, it disappeared. After 4 days, his fever broke and his temperature went back to normal and he was a happy camper. We still don’t know what happened, but it was certainly scary. We are just glad he’s back to normal and healthy now.
Post-partum update
There is quite a bit to update, so I am going to write a separate post. My pelvic situation has to be one of the things that no one tells you about pregnancy!
Some Thoughts on Motherhood
This month, I am realizing more and more how time flies when babies are little. Yesterday I was giving birth, now I am thinking about his first birthday party.
I am also starting to feel the long-term effects of sleep deprivation with a precocious child that won’t stand still or sleep, I can’t keep track of time anymore. Everything is a blur.
And although time is flying by and it seems like I am stuck in a day to day rut of childcare and housework, I’ve started developing guilt and anxiety about capturing Roark’s milestones and our lives more. I have noticed recently that I am not picking up my camera and phone as often lately because I am falling into a state of blasé. I tell myself, “Oh! He will do that again tomorrow. I will take a picture then…” instead of rushing to my camera and begging him to repeat whatever motion he just did. It’s a dangerous territory, because I should know that my baby is growing way too fast and maybe he won’t do that tomorrow. He may already have learned something else by then.
I also need to let go of my perfectionist streak because when I look at pictures of Roark on my phone of the first months, those are the pictures I treasure the most, not the ones I posed and dressed him. Those pictures have a place in our walls, his baby book, on greeting cards – but the ones that live on my phone remind me of how little and fragile he was. How he smelled, how he felt against my skin. How even though my body felt battered and I couldn’t believe I would feel normal again, I was overwhelmed with love and joy. I love those pictures, I love what they represent. That is why I need to make more of an effort and worry less about the messy house in the background, the mismatched outfits he wears when I am too tired to look for something else, the composition and light in our family room where we spend 90% of our time and all the other technical and aesthetic aspects of photography that keep me from capturing those moments.
It is so true that “the days are long, but the years are short” and I should make more of an effort to document our everyday lives. I want Roark to have these mementos because he won’t remember these years. I want to have these mementos because in this state of blur I am living in right now, I may not remember too much of this time in a few years. That is why I push myself to write this blog when I should be sleeping.
Oh, what a vicious circle!
As always, I am a work in progress, so as Roark develops, I am also working on developing myself in this new world of motherhood.
What are your struggles? 
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xoxo
Jana
7 Months Baby Update This 7 Months Baby Update is full of developmental milestones and a scary mysterious illness. Baby R has accomplished so much in the last month!
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