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softly hints at the importance of anthropological methods. Carbon-dating and figuring ancient exchange rates are blasé compared to "excavating" culture.

this NA trade pb edition is a really dumb object. it's heavy and stiff and printed on thick glossy coffee table photo paper, in (so far) unnecessary full color (for headers and graphs, oh wow). it's pure white, and under bright light there's a reflective glare on the page which obscures the text and hurts my eyes after a while. dumb

"Anyway, he was used to being the only smart person within a hundred miles and now that he’d been thrown together with other smart people he didn’t know how to behave. His brains had no purpose here. " — aka, every MIT/harvard guy i've dated

"He was the funniest man in the world if you just walked up to him and asked him a question, but he was helpless when given the opportunity to prepare."

okay this is different

i have no idea who any of these 27 characters are

For the first time since I was a boy, i answered someone who wanted something from me with a clear and resounding no.

— How is this book narrating my life down to the day?

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no, not THAT celine

"We didn’t read any of these to be able to summarize the contents, as we did with the literature on the syllabus, but because they could give us something."  — friends, I am addicted to a drug, and that drug's name is K O K

I couldn't be the first to leave, everyone would think it was because i was upset and couldn't take criticism. Nor the second not the third. They would think the same. If I was the fourth, though, no one would think that, at least not with any reasonable justification.

this is it, the ECO RUSH!!!

i had this same feeling with woolf. I just... drink it up. drink up the medievo-religious history debates and conspiracy theories

i'm in the mood for some windy's chicken nugs

i'm just here for Pyotr's gay xanga

You heard Jack Cherrystone speak to the issue, and nobody's credentials can touch Jack's as far as being liberal is concerned, but this society isn’t what it was — and it won't be until we get control of the borders.

serious, is the word that comes to mind. she's serious, often bleak. austerity you'd expect of the Russians but not from someone named Alice from outside Toronto

lost loves and dashed hopes and regrets, great stuff for middle-aged married women. also great for sentimental mush like me

into it. quite visceral and dark fantasy (hence the title) and just the right amount of "something's not right..."

a chasm opened up in my chasm. I chasmed the chasm until it was no longer a chasm

Chang is stone-cold. "Kill her and you'd only dirty the knife."

angry, shrieking court women and Chinese palace intrigue: yes yes yes. "Is this little patch of dried tofu they call Hong Kong the only place on earth?"

Faulkner has broken me. I forgot English

one word: 'wrought'. this book is 'wrought'

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this is very interesting so far. a Spanish Woolf? 3 main characters, one who is unbelievably cruel, and just gorgeous language. not much has happened but somehow I'm a quarter through? I should probably learn who Franco is.

how I decide what next to read: top current Murakami, bottom Monsterhuman

no, just no

"My brain has set aside an entire department for everything having to do with H⸻."