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Running with Scissors by Augusten Burroughs
My mother is standing in front of the bathroom mirror smelling polished and ready; like Jean Nate, Dippity Do and the waxy sweetness of lipstick.
East of Eden by John Steinbeck
The Salinas Valley is in Northern California.
The Straw Men by Michael Marshall
Palmerston is not a big town, nor one that can convincingly be said to be at the top of its game.
Vineland by Thomas Pynchon
Later than usual one summer morning in 1984, Zoyd Wheeler drifted awake in sunlight through a creeping fig that hung in the window, with a squadron of blue jays stomping around on the roof.
Collected Fictions by Jorge Luis Borges
In 1517, Fray Bartolomé de las Casas, feeling great pity for the Indians who grew worn and lean in the drudging infernos of the Antillean gold mines, proposed to Emperor Charles V that Negroes be brought to the isles of the Caribbean, so that they might grow worn and lean in the drudging infernos of the Antillean gold mines.
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posted Wednesday, February 6, 2002
Apartment Adventures
I've been looking for an apartment today because the winds of discontentment have suddenly blown into town, frigid, from the north. Sometimes I just get a whim to change things around, to mix it up. More often than not, I'll follow it and see where it takes me, which can sound like more of a fun adventure than it really is.
I visited a few buildings downtown and did a little research online this afternoon, but most of the places that are in my price range are terribly run down. In one building, I was sure I saw a woman shooting up through her open door from the hallway, and another building was festering with homeless like flies on a piece of discarded meat. I did find one apartment in an old mansion that looks pretty cozy. It's a bit out of my price range, but I'm going to try and see if I can fit it into my budget if I take another job on the weekend.
I've had visions of myself as a waiter at an upscale restaraunt, so I called around to see if any positions were available, but the entire city is staffed. Apparently, everyone has decided to quit their jobs and work as waiters. Considering the economy of late, I wouldn't doubt it.
In a few of the restaraunts, I actually felt a little embarassed asking for an application. Sheepishly, I remember saying that I'd never work another blue collar service job ever again, once I got my degree. I suppose I don't really need the money, but it would make things a lot more comfortable, and that's what I'm all about in the end. I'd simply like to be comfortable, not necessarily rich.
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