9.06.2012

The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen

The Corrections is a very American novel with paragraphs formed of only ONE sentence, yet beautifully and lengthily written by Jonathan Franzen. Recommended and highly praised by my book lender/best friend Samantha, I worked on this one book ALL SUMMER. The problem was that I had gotten stuck at a character profile thing of the father, Alfred. It was such a booooore. However, after that one "reader's block," (and quitting my job which resulted to an infinite amount of time for myself) this book was a page turner. I even had to read it when I was at the most gorgeous lake house retreat where mimosas were made at a tilt of a head.

So the novel was published and out in the world in 2001. And if it is a VERY AMERICAN novel which deals with AMERICAN ISSUES around the CURRENT TIME PERIOD/EVENTS.. oh. It's about the turn of the century. There ya go. It's also about the MIDWEST (and CLINICAL DEPRESSION) and the other sorts of gross stuff that the Midwest is known for. It's actually more about this family, an older couple, Alfred and Enid, and their three children, Gary, Chip, and Denise. So the book goes through the minds & background stories of each character.. profiling them while making the whole story happen. With more understanding of each character comes more guessing and anticipation from the readers. Additionally, more understanding of why these bleeping crazy psychotics ARE psychos!!!!!!!!!!!!! The reason cannot be that they are from the Midwest. That's too cruel. Even for a fiction.



Just some clippets I liked..

PAGE 82-83
But TV caused him such critical and political anguish that he could no longer watch even cartoons without smoking cigarettes, and he now had a lung-sized region of pain in his chest, and there was no intoxicant of any sort in his house, not even cooking sherry, not even cough syrup, and after the labor of taking his pleasure with the chaise his endorphins had gone home to the four corners of his brain like war-weary troops, so spent by the demands he’d made of them in the last five weeks that nothing, except possibly Melissa in the flesh, could marshal them again. He needed a little morale-booster, a little pick-me-up, but he had nothing better than the month-old Times, and he felt that he’d circled quite enough uppercase M’s for one day, he could circle no more.

PAGE 175
After lunch he took his mother and his son to the St. Jude Museum of Transport. While Jonah climbed into old locomotives and toured the dry-docked submarine and Enid sat and nursed her sore hip, Gary compiled a mental list of the museum’s exhibits, hoping the list would him a feeling of accomplishment. He couldn’t deal with the exhibits themselves, their exhausting informativeness, their cheerful prose-for-the-masses. THE GOLDEN AGE OF STEAM POWER. THE DAWN OF FLIGHT. A ENTURY OF AUTOMOTIVE SAFETY. Block after block of taxing text.


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9.05.2012

G-DRAGON 2012

I can't help it. This guy just gets it. GD's mine. Hands off. Heh heh heh heh.




Key takeaways:
1) Though the ombre hairstyle was totally two years ago, the tip thingie on your long wavy hair is like the mainstream-yet-edgy thing to do if ya wanna swoon guys.
2) Men must dance well.
3) Bright yellow dreads in a poopy pigtail form doesn't look bad at all if you're wearing cheetah pants.


8.26.2012

Kelowna BC - part I

I went on a 2 night 3 day weekend getaway let's relax sort of a road trip the other weekend. Instead, I came back thoroughly (this means mentally AND physically) wiped out. I don't think I'm cut out for that many activities during a road trip. I don't think it should be allowed for a person to do that many activities in such a time frame when it is almost 40 degrees celsius outside. I really don't think so.

But the trip was funemployment at its best.

Pressure's truly on. What is my manisfesto of the moment? What can I manifest?


FRIDAY- Kelowna downtown public beach

The Vibrant Vine was a small local winery with 3D arts, live music, and a little food truck diner. The vibe was great, the yard and the people there were extremely cozy. Their wine, on the other hand, definitely makes the worst-wines-I've-ever-drank list.

This vineyard, these sun rays, your tipsy happiness... they are all mine. Muahahhahahahahaha. Gray Monk Winery for the ones with time. 



Additionally, thank you to everyone who made it out last night to the mixer, Waddle Waffle!!! Thank you thank you thank you. Love y'all!!!!

Tumble @iampurpose


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