Oh man, dress shopping for prom is excruciating and fun. I’m gonna marry a career man. Also, Godiva truffles are the only reason to keep living.
I finished my poetry portfolio for English, which was a good thing because now I appreciate Sylvia Plath. I was trying to sneakily read her novel The Bell Jar using Amazon’s Search Inside feature, but apparently they cap your page views at thirtyish, which is inconvenient for my budding Plath love. I especially like her poem Mirror. My real favorite, though, is Margaret Atwood — read Siren Song and Variation on the Word Sleep. I wish I could love people in beautiful wordy ways.
Feeling a bit less crazy?
I am Mr. ‘ ‘
Way to go! The Bell Jar rocks. Especially if you read it alone in a dorm room on a summer day at sunset.
yeah! and goodness, etan, you are mysterious.
what the hell is a “career man” anyway? a guy with a job? that doesn’t seem terribly special…
well, plath uses it to mean rich man (in the bell jar, pg. 4). so i can, too. i was just reading the bell jar (via amazon’s search inside feature) so that’s how it insinuated my vocabulary.
career man = wealthy business man (not just any rich guy lol prince william does not equal career man)
Prince William DOES stuff. I mean, stuff that could be seen as buisness like?
Aside from wearing a suit and tie, like to funerals for your mom and all that fun stuff.
Anyway,
penny penny dime dime,
Shoot the watch maker kill the time.
Wow.
i think prince william would suffice. they probably have a lot of truffles over there.
god.
that poem.
variation on the word sleep.
i wish i’d written that.
it’s beautiful.
the sirens are unique little hypnotic masters
mirror is very nice, i don’t like the very very end though, i can’t get the right feeling when it ends with “terrible fish”.
haha, when you isolate it like that, it’s funny
when the anush is away, the spammers shal play
oh you think just cause you have that nose that we all have to listen to you eh? Well who has the speaking nose now huh? WHO HAS IT NOW?????