Status Updates From Notes from Underground

The ingenuity of the humor is another factor: begging you boss for a month's advance on your paycheck just to spend it all on fox to wear around your neck in the hopes that it will give you the confidence to bump the police officer you walk past daily who wronged you so many years ago—only to have him not even notice when you finally do bump into him—cuts right to the core of self-consciousness and self-doubt.

As I revisit this classic, I realize that this is my favorite book (I have yet to revisit the book closest to my heart, The Stranger).

Not only for the perfect prose in which the three humiliating (and hilarious) stories that led him underground are recounted, but for the absolutely unique prose in which the novel—especially the first part—is told, and for the focus on unrelenting conscious experience itself.

“But what can a decent man speak of with most pleasure?
Answer: Of himself.
Well, so I will talk about myself.”

lol

Reading the line where Liza says she’s from Riga was a jumpscare