quietprofanity (
quietprofanity) wrote2008-02-14 08:55 pm
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Best Valentine's Day Ever and other stuff ...
[Me at work - doing busy work]
Receptionist: Rebecca? Could you come down here?
Me: [thinking it's a resident with a bizarre story idea] ... okay.
[Comes downstairs - Sees dozen roses]
Me: [thinking as I walk upstairs] Woah ... I got a dozen roses.
Me: [later] EEE! Best Valentine's Day EVER!!!
[talking to Chris]
Me: And your note has a quote! Where's it from?
Chris: Shakespeare. It's a bit out of context.
Me: [looks it up and sees it's from "Venus and Adonis"] Mmm ... okay, he was probably rejecting her when she said this, but it's still good.
Chris: I thought about using a Dorothy Parker quote, but after a little while of looking I was like, 'This isn't working.'
Me: Yeah, it wouldn't work.
THANK YOU, CHRIS! I LOVE YOU! :-D
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I really like roses ... how the petals fold in on each other. It's kind of weird too, how it seems like I'd like to dig into the folds of the petals, but to do that would make the rose fall apart.
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I fell off the wagon. I fell off the wagon in two ways.
In the past couple of weeks, I've bought/acquired about ten books ... after being so proud of getting my unread numbers down to forty, too. [sigh] I think it's reading Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell that did it. I like the book, but whenever I'm reading a huge commercial book I get a little antsy for other stuff (I felt the same way about Kushiel's Dart.)
I can't say I'm really unhappy with my purchases. I got most of them either cheap or free, and planned to read all of them at one point anyway.
All over but the Shoutin' - recommended by an old acquaintance, like the author's journalism
Herland - Matriarchal utopias strike me as blind, impractical optimism, but Moore made a really funny joke out of it in The New Traveler's Almanac
Atlas Shrugged - Mostly just so I can say I did and discuss why Objectivism gives me the skeevies with knowledge
The Catcher in the Rye - Because I was never forced to read it. BTW, usually I like pristine books, but I bought this one used with underlines and odd, obvious notes from the student ex-owner in the margins. I felt these maximized the pretentiousness. Also, I'm reading at least part of it in a Starbucks or something.
Pamela - Although I know the plot, it's another "I want to have said I read it" things. And it seems a little easier to take than Clarissa, which I think would make me puke.
Cathedral - I think I like Raymond Carver ... the title story is good; I know that much. And it was 25 cents.
Their Eyes Were Watching God - I've wanted to read this for awhile. Also, it was 25 cents.
Rise and Shine - I've wanted to see what the fuss is about Anna Quindlen for awhile. And again ... it was 25 cents.
Silent Bob Speaks - I still give Kevin Smith more fangirlism than he deserves, basically. And it was ... FREE!!!!! :-D
Anyway, I need to get off the Internet now, looking at the computer screen is starting to make me dizzy. Actually, it made me dizzy before, and it started to go away until I came back and looked at the computer screen.
I think I need to accept that I'm an addict. Oh, I'm a "functioning" addict. Like the alcoholic who still manages to get to work in the morning and not beat the kids, but an addict nonetheless.
Later.
Receptionist: Rebecca? Could you come down here?
Me: [thinking it's a resident with a bizarre story idea] ... okay.
[Comes downstairs - Sees dozen roses]
Me: [thinking as I walk upstairs] Woah ... I got a dozen roses.
Me: [later] EEE! Best Valentine's Day EVER!!!
[talking to Chris]
Me: And your note has a quote! Where's it from?
Chris: Shakespeare. It's a bit out of context.
Me: [looks it up and sees it's from "Venus and Adonis"] Mmm ... okay, he was probably rejecting her when she said this, but it's still good.
Chris: I thought about using a Dorothy Parker quote, but after a little while of looking I was like, 'This isn't working.'
Me: Yeah, it wouldn't work.
THANK YOU, CHRIS! I LOVE YOU! :-D
---
I really like roses ... how the petals fold in on each other. It's kind of weird too, how it seems like I'd like to dig into the folds of the petals, but to do that would make the rose fall apart.
---
I fell off the wagon. I fell off the wagon in two ways.
In the past couple of weeks, I've bought/acquired about ten books ... after being so proud of getting my unread numbers down to forty, too. [sigh] I think it's reading Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell that did it. I like the book, but whenever I'm reading a huge commercial book I get a little antsy for other stuff (I felt the same way about Kushiel's Dart.)
I can't say I'm really unhappy with my purchases. I got most of them either cheap or free, and planned to read all of them at one point anyway.
All over but the Shoutin' - recommended by an old acquaintance, like the author's journalism
Herland - Matriarchal utopias strike me as blind, impractical optimism, but Moore made a really funny joke out of it in The New Traveler's Almanac
Atlas Shrugged - Mostly just so I can say I did and discuss why Objectivism gives me the skeevies with knowledge
The Catcher in the Rye - Because I was never forced to read it. BTW, usually I like pristine books, but I bought this one used with underlines and odd, obvious notes from the student ex-owner in the margins. I felt these maximized the pretentiousness. Also, I'm reading at least part of it in a Starbucks or something.
Pamela - Although I know the plot, it's another "I want to have said I read it" things. And it seems a little easier to take than Clarissa, which I think would make me puke.
Cathedral - I think I like Raymond Carver ... the title story is good; I know that much. And it was 25 cents.
Their Eyes Were Watching God - I've wanted to read this for awhile. Also, it was 25 cents.
Rise and Shine - I've wanted to see what the fuss is about Anna Quindlen for awhile. And again ... it was 25 cents.
Silent Bob Speaks - I still give Kevin Smith more fangirlism than he deserves, basically. And it was ... FREE!!!!! :-D
Anyway, I need to get off the Internet now, looking at the computer screen is starting to make me dizzy. Actually, it made me dizzy before, and it started to go away until I came back and looked at the computer screen.
I think I need to accept that I'm an addict. Oh, I'm a "functioning" addict. Like the alcoholic who still manages to get to work in the morning and not beat the kids, but an addict nonetheless.
Later.
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(OOH! 40 percent coupon! After I just bought two more books, too. @_@)