Proust 4.0 (WOL)

Finally, finally Friday. Sweet, sweet Friday. Wait, I'm pretty sure I was supposed to go to class today. Um, oops?

Question #4: What living person do you most admire?

Argh, what is it with people questions?! Sigh. Well, I guess I would have to say that I admire those people who people who see injustice and try to help. The people who head out to third-world countries to do whatever they can to make people's lives a little better. Those who stay in their own country to help those who are so often ignored. I suppose that isn't really one living person - but I think I'm glad that there is more that one of this sort of person. It gives me hope.

What about you?

Proust the Third (WOL)

Opened library. Brain. So tired.

Question #3: What historical figure do you most identify with?

Um, what? Well, I've always liked the poetry of the early American naturalists. Granted, I can't identify with being a wealthy male who likes to camp out in the woods for months on end - but the beauty of nature is an especial province of mine. Right, so Emerson it is. I'm going to bed now.

What about you?

Proust Part Two (WOL)

Yay, I like having this questionnaire! It's cuts out all the time I spend staring at the blank page (or screen, if my internet ever worked) thinking, "Um, what did I do today? I'm pretty sure I woke up - right?"

Question #2: What is your greatest fear?

So this one is hard to answer, simply because I'm afraid of so much! People, dogs, failure, slipping on stairs and careening to an untimely death. The dogs-one is probably going to be a problem if I decide to become a mailman. Which I'm considering. Except for the whole 5-part test, it sounds like a pretty great job! I think this question got derailed, but it's still answered: Dogs! Because they might lead to failure - or my slipping on stairs.

What about you?

Proust: the Beginning (WOL)

I am so thankful that next week, I only have to open the library on Thursday. 7:30am opening time is insane - as are, I believe, the people who are always waiting for it to open. 7:30? What do you possibly need from a library at 7:30 in the morning?

On a non-complainy note, I found an old Proust Questionnaire that my poetry professor gave out a few years back. I thought answering that here would be entertaining - and would prevent me from having to rack my brains for ideas for awhile!

Question 1: What is your idea of perfect happiness?

I'm always fairly happy curled up at home with a book and a hot drink. I'd probably be happier had I a certain future, so let's say curling up as aforesaid after a productive day doing something that, if not happiness-inducing, is at least not ripping my soul to shreds. Ooo, with a cat on my lap. And a blanket. Yes, very satisfying.

What about you?

Dude

Conversation overheard on my lunch break:

Busboy (after distributing several sandwiches and collecting the numbers for them from the tables): Dude! (Holds up two of the laminated cards, which read '13' and '42.') The two best numbers at one time - this is so my day!

Sandwich-making-person: Yeah, dude, it's the little things, right?

I couldn't decide whether I should take heart that they were enjoying life or laugh at the copious use of the word 'dude' while doing so. I just ate my sandwich and smiled. After all, I was number '13,' maybe it is my day, too. Dude.

My Favorite Day (WOL)

I think Sundays are my new official Favorite Day. I don't have to go to class or work or meetings, I can just curl up with my books, take naps, and run silly errands simply to enjoy the weather. My kettle is bubbling, the dishes are sparking, and I wish I could find a job that let me curl up at home and forget the world outside my window even exists for hours on end.

Imbolc

As it is Imbolc, a holiday which I believe celebrates creativity and poetry as well, I would like to celebrate as well and share a poem - but I am far too nervous! Ah well, maybe next year I will lose my fear. In the meantime, I am going to go light my candles and write out my celebrations. Hopefully you all enjoyed this day of creativity and rebirth in whatever you turned your thoughts towards.