General
She works hard for the money
I am now a proud employee of X Company and have just completed my first three and a half days of work. X Company is a non-profit that does nice things for poor kids, so it’s a far cry from my previous DARPA-related position, and all the people seem friendly in an officey kind of … Continue reading
It’s just Norma and Franz
About twice every year for the past five years I’ve been taking a stab at reading Pynchon’s Gravity’s Rainbow. (And how I wish I could take an actual stab at you, Pynchon, you ornery fucker.) My most recent stab started a few days ago, and for the first time I was delighted to find I … Continue reading
Over a German dinner
Over a German dinner the Lad said Munich is just an imagined city to him now. Nothing there corresponds with anything here; it makes memories difficult to believe in. It’s the same thing with people you used to know, I guess. You keep souvenirs and letters, but after a while you’re looking at your shelf … Continue reading
In which MUNI and I get pinned
I sold my car today. Because it’s so functional I never got attached to it the way I did with my other cars–the plucky little Honda with no air conditioning, the first Audi whose stereo had to be enjoyed through headphones. Those were the cars that saw me through high school, through Seattle and San … Continue reading
Anais says “I have the impression that I am overestimated.”
Not that I am bourgeois enough to care about things like grades or approval or getting into grad school someday, but I got almost all A’s this semester, which is not so hot if you are Michele, who I think has never gotten less than an A in her life, but pretty great for me. … Continue reading
Looking for someone who is tall, yet clean
I drank with a Vigil yesterday. We were taught to play pool by a drunk guy named Joe. At first the Vigil was not too keen on the lesson, but I said “It’s all right. I’m sure Joe’s very nice. Anyway, he’s drunk.” Joe’s face fell. “Not drunk,” I said, “no. That was a joke.” … Continue reading
Fetch
Yesterday, having use of a car, the Lad and I went to Trader Joe’s. I wasn’t able to look around much until we were standing in line, since before that I was busy frantically darting through crowds in search of sundried tomatoes and cornbread mix, and once I did I was startled. Everyone waiting in … Continue reading
Divorce poodles
Because I have no income yet, I’ve been window shopping like crazy. Today I caught myself comparing prices for used copies of a collection of Nin essays. Fifty cents, I thought, pretty good. Sure, there’s writing on the first three pages; still, it’s a seventeen cent savings from that other guy with the perfect copy … Continue reading
All right, look.
The plain fact is, one of you has stolen my Thurber and I need it back now. I need the racist, sexist humor, and I need the cartoons about seals. So please, if you stole it, give it back to me. Alternately, and this is more likely, if I loaned it to you, aren’t you … Continue reading
I tried my best to keep my distance from your dress
Lately I’ve become very interested in textures and I walk around touching things on the sly. Last week in class I absent-mindedly reached over and touched my astonished neighbor’s knee, curious to see what the material of his pants felt like. I’m deep into the job hunt now; tomorrow will be my last official day … Continue reading