Just a peon's thought

I re-watched Anne of the Thousand Days last weekend. Watched it the first time in history class so that means it might as well be a documentary. (By that criteria, also documentaries: Dead Poet's Society, Spartacus, Shakespeare in Love, Glory, Forrest Gump, and Roots.)

There's a scene where Henry is doubting his decision to execute Anne and is reminded that, because he is the king, all impulses, thoughts, and desires he has come from God. Can you imagine actually living your life like that? To think you are the embodiment of God's desires, and have a moral duty to act on them?

I would be SO fat.

I wish God would stop wanting me to wear pantyhose.