my boyfriend's dad
upon hearing that I had taken a Wittgenstein course, responded, "She probably read it in German. She's kicking your ass!"
after professing an interest in reading Musil so that when I visited we would "have something to talk about," stole the novella I wrote my BA on from his son long enough to learn that the story's "true concern is erotic love itself, not its object."
"I hope that doesn't mean that the three of us will have an uncomfortable dinner together where we talk about erotic love, not its object," I said into the phone. "I'm sorry, erotic love? There must be some mistake, I have barely even heard of that before..."
after professing an interest in reading Musil so that when I visited we would "have something to talk about," stole the novella I wrote my BA on from his son long enough to learn that the story's "true concern is erotic love itself, not its object."
"I hope that doesn't mean that the three of us will have an uncomfortable dinner together where we talk about erotic love, not its object," I said into the phone. "I'm sorry, erotic love? There must be some mistake, I have barely even heard of that before..."