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Watched The Avengers. Not your run-of-the-mill action flick. Fun film that I'd watch again. And I just found out there was a second credits scene. The hell. Missed it... D:
That being said, Cobie Smulders shouldn't return for another Avengers film. She's just not cool. Scarlett Johansson looks like a secret agent. Jeremy Renner looks like a marksman. Cobie Smulders? She looks like Robin Sherbatsky, newscaster.

What's the point of going on a trip when everybody's so fucking unhappy about everything? And now suddenly it's my job to make it right. Right. I don't dig this gig.

So tired from reading Mornings in Jenin. Finished it in two days. It's a great book, though I can't help but feel that it's entirely biased against Israel. Tragedy, saga, drama, heartbreaking. But I don't think I fully comprehend the novel. I loathe it when I get to the draggy narrative parts of novels and in my impatience I just gloss over words. Got to slow my eyes down sometimes. Guess I'll be reading this again.

What I love most about reading is unearthing more things to read about, to find out about. So now this holiday looks like it'd be spent reading on Nakba, the Arab-Israel conflict, Palestinian refugee camps, The six day war, The Lebanon War ... ...



When I was a child, Haj Salem told me that answers can be found in the sky if you look long and hard enough. He told me that the arrangements of stars were divine hieroglyphics that could be deciphered by faithful hearts. To that tapestry of stars, I offered up my greatest wound. 
- Mornings in Jenin, Susan Abulhawa

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