it's like i've been thrown up into the air, and then i just stayed
there. i don't exactly mean that in the 'walking on clouds' sense. i
don't know. hoo hoo! that's about as lucid as i care to get right now.
so! i bought many books.
'man in the zoo' by david garnett
the same author who wrote lady into fox, which was amazing. and
heartbreaking. the one i got is a first edition! i love mcleod's books.
and i want to marry that one girl there.
'undergound: the tokyo gas attack and the japanese phsyche' by haruki murakami
i can't believe i found this.
'history of the thirteen' by balzac
i really wanted to get 'lost illusions' but they didn't have it.
'the box man' by kobo abe
'ten nights of dream, hearing things, the heredity of taste' by soseki natsume
maybe i'll be a professor of japanese literature!
'a handful of dust' by evelyn waugh
this is for my english 2315 class, the comic voice.
'canterbury tales' by chaucer
this is for my other english class, 14th to 18th century english lit.
the version i bought is from 1908 and it's bound in green leather.
and then i also got 'franny and zooey' and a book about belle and
sebastian (thanks emily!) for christmas. i'm accumulating new books at
a much faster speed than i'm reading them! i still need to finish 'the
unbearable lightness of being', which i've only read 20 pages of.
"y'know women are a complicated bunch. let me give you an analogy: they're like grapes... that's all i got. cause i said 'bunch', then i thought of grapes. it's not great, but i'm getting somehwere here, brendon, y'know, i'm trying. y'know if i'd said women
are a complicated GROUP, then i would've thought of, um... shit, i thought of 'grapes'
again."