So. Dia is the only woman I've talked to in years who has understood anything that I've said.
I can deal with that.
I pretty much knew that I'd be alone, from a young age (11 years old or so), so whatever. Women, for the most part, don't read anything at all, and if they read literature, then WOW.
I live in the Midwest, where literature is a degree. I've met english majors who are dumb as shit,and who haven't read anything worthwhile. Maybe "magical realism" is worth a shit, but most of the authors I've read (Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Italio Calvino, Salmon Rushdie) are fucking stupid and boring. What do I know? I'm a fucking redneck. Give me Breece Pancake. Poe. Hawthorne. Lovecraft.
I can deal with that.
I pretty much knew that I'd be alone, from a young age (11 years old or so), so whatever. Women, for the most part, don't read anything at all, and if they read literature, then WOW.
I live in the Midwest, where literature is a degree. I've met english majors who are dumb as shit,and who haven't read anything worthwhile. Maybe "magical realism" is worth a shit, but most of the authors I've read (Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Italio Calvino, Salmon Rushdie) are fucking stupid and boring. What do I know? I'm a fucking redneck. Give me Breece Pancake. Poe. Hawthorne. Lovecraft.
Why I love Literature Majors.... they're smart. And you don't have to go to school, per se, to understand the beauty and simplicity OR complexity of a piece of truly scrumptious writer. Faulkner, Sanctuary... magical realism, but done well. I thought. Did you reread Lolita? I'm finally reading Catcher in the Rye, which I'd never read, yeesh... life really does get in the way of living sometimes.
So, where's the obligatory photo? We had to get naked, all you gotta do is flash us your mug! It's only fair.