"Wish you were here."

December 29, 2002 : 1:59 pm
Now Playing: Rage Against the Machine: Maria
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Had a chance to read a lot of High Fidelity last night and today. When I finish it, I think there's a good chance I'll pick it up and read it all over again. I realized today that it's such a good book and I've been reading it in fits and starts...not the best way to absorb something. It's so funny though, how much the main character in the book and myself are alike...he keeps doing and saying these horribly self-absorbed things, and when he gets reprimanded for it, I'm like, 'Well, what did he do?' and then it hits me....he's an arse, and so am I.

Here's a quote, as an example:

(he's on the phone talking to his ex-girlfriend who's father has just died the previous day. Ray is her new boyfriend.)

"The next day she calls again.

'Mum wants you to come to the funeral.'

'Me?'

'My dad liked you, apparantly. Mom never told him we'd split, because he wasn't up to it.'

'Do you want me there?'

'I don't care, as long as you don't expect me to hold your hand.'

'Is Ray going?'

'No, Ray's not going.'

'Why not?'

'Because he hasn't been invited, OK?'

'I don't mind, you know, if that's what you want.'

'Oh, that's so sweet of you, Rob. It's your day, after all.'

Jesus.

'Look, are you coming or not?'

'Yes, of course.'

'Liz'll give you a lift. She knows where to go and everything.'

'Fine. How are you?'

'I haven't got time to chat, Rob. I've got too much to do.'

'Sure, I'll see you Friday.' I put the phone down before she can say anything, to let her know that I'm hurt, and then I want to phone her back and apologize, but I know that I mustn't. It's like you can never do the right thing by someone if you've stopped sleeping with them. You can't see a way back, or through, or round, however hard you try."

Reading this book is like continually being punched in the stomach. I'm so wrapped up in myself and this whole little melodramatic life I've created. It's really something, actually. You should come take a look inside my head if you ever get the chance.

Will, i wish you had sent me this book like you said you were thinking about doing, but at the same time, reading it one my own terms might be better. Just the thought of someone actually being like, "YOU should really read this book." is kindof scary in a way that I can't really explain, but I'm sure you probably understand (you have a tendancy to do that). It would make me question my own transparancy, I guess. ;) Nobody wants to be figured out so easily, but at the same time, everybody wishes that at least one person would.

I don't pretend to understand.

Thought of the day: anything's fun with a polaroid camera, and i bought one on friday for ten dollars. :)

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