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I completely forgot that Corine tagged in her post about what was learned in Ohate.  I suck.  Yes I do.

It’s kind of an overwhelming topic at this juncture as ’08 has brought many changes in circumstances my way after having quit my job as a corporate whore in late ’07, settling in to living with the mister, a child going into his teens and developing an intimate relationship with Sick Kids Hospital as the result of an injury my daughter sustained.  I also have that annoying habit of learning from other people’s experience.  I learned a lot, but I’ll try to keep this short and sweet.

– You know that whole me being lucky with money thing that you’re all giving me the gears for?  Yeah, I learned that’s pretty much true.

– It’s really healthier for all of humanity to keep my standards non-negotiable.

– I’ve got an amazingly supportive group of friends.

– I can’t be friends with everyone.

– I relearned how to let shit go.

– Leaving a bad job is like leaving a bad relationship.  All those steps of grieving and everything.  True story.

– My kids have picked up a lot of my bad habits but some good ones too.

– I’m sensitive and I’d like to stay that way.

– Walking around with your heart on one sleeve and your vulnerabilities on the other can be exhausting but so worth it.

– My sense of reciprocity is skewed.

– I really am a quick study.

– I will never grow out of the desire to take on my children’s pain.

– Canada has been wearing blinders for far too long and we were not prepared for the shock of reintroduction to daylight.

– I finally got that damned shoe-tying thing down too.



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I art snob

Last week the mister introduced me to LibraryThing and I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about what kind of effort cataloguing my books would entail. I looooooove my books. They’re the last things to get packed and the first things to get unpacked when I move. There’s always a stack of them beside my bed, in the living room, and on the Shelf of Things Which Do Not Belong to Me(tm) to go back to their rightful owners or to be passed on to the next willing victim. After entering 9 highly pretentious books into my librarything account I decided a personal assistant is required for that particular task but filling out a pre-made list of pretentious books is a fun procrastination tactic while writing resumes for my job hunt. So here it is, punked from here.

Books I’ve read are in bold; books I’ve stared but haven’t finished are in italics; books I own but haven’t read are marked with an dagger (†). Disclaimer: I don’t really own any books I haven’t read (any I do are reference materials and even those I’m pretty intimate with) and I don’t start books and not finish them. I’m masochistic like that. Well ok, maybe I do, but none of those are on this list.

1. Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell
2. Anna Karenina
3. Crime and Punishment
4. Catch-22 (everyone should have to read this book)
5. One Hundred Years of Solitude
6. Wuthering Heights (and will have Michael Penn’s ‘No Myth’ in my head for ever and ever as a result of this read)
7. The Silmarillion
8. Life of Pi
9. The Name of the Rose (in French even!)
10. Don Quixote
11. Moby Dick (fucking albatrosses)
12. Ulysses
13. Madame Bovary
14. The Odyssey
15. Pride and Prejudice
16. Jane Eyre
17. The Tale of Two Cities
18. The Brothers Karamazov
19. Guns, Germs, and Steel: the fates of human societies
20. War and Peace (ugh. Why?)
21. Vanity Fair
22. The Time Traveler’s Wife
23. The Iliad
24. Emma
25. The Blind Assassin
26. The Kite Runner
27. Mrs. Dalloway
28. Great Expectations
29. American Gods
30. A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius
31. Atlas Shrugged (and I’ll never trust Ayn Rand again)
32. Reading Lolita in Tehran : a memoir in books
33. Memoirs of a Geisha
34. Middlesex
35. Quicksilver (soooooo loooooong with far too many descriptions of ejaculation which may even put Anne Rice’s descriptions of wrought iron work and the buggering of small boys to shame)
36. Wicked : the life and times of the wicked witch of the West
37. The Canterbury Tales (read for a Grade 8 independent study on the black plague – I boycotted enrichment classes shortly thereafter)
38. The Historian : a novel
39. A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
40. Love in the Time of Cholera
41. Brave New World
42. The Fountainhead
43. Foucault’s Pendulum (pretty much my favourite book ever, amen)
44. Middlemarch
45. Frankenstein
46. The Count of Monte Cristo
47. Dracula
48. A Clockwork Orange (I think my sister appreciated me reading at her in Nadsat while she was in heavylabour)
49. Anansi Boys
50. The Once and Future King
51. The Grapes of Wrath
52. The Poisonwood Bible : a novel
53. 1984
54. Angels & Demons (seriously? who made this list? since when is Dan Brown anything other than an insult to one’s intelligence?)
55. The Inferno
56. The Satanic Verses
57. Sense and Sensibility
58. The Picture of Dorian Gray
59. Mansfield Park
60. One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest
61. To the Lighthouse
62. Tess of the D’Urbervilles
63. Oliver Twist
64. Gulliver’s Travels (wonderfully subversive)
65. Les Misérables (depressing again)
66. The Corrections
67. The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay
68. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
69. Dune
70. The Prince (ha ha! I used to keep a copy of this on my desk when I was a manager)
71. The Sound and the Fury
72. Angela’s Ashes : a memoir (more depressing)
73. The God of Small Things
74. A People’s History of the United States : 1492-present
75. Cryptonomicon
76. Neverwhere
77. A Confederacy of Dunces (I really do need to read this)
78. A Short History of Nearly Everything
79. Dubliners
80. The Unbearable Lightness of Being
81. Beloved
82. Slaughterhouse-Five (read it at least 5 times while pregnant with the son – that may explain a lot)
83. The Scarlet Letter
84. Eats, Shoots & Leaves
85. The Mists of Avalon
86. Oryx and Crake : a novel
87. Collapse : how societies choose to fail or succeed
88. Cloud Atlas
89. The Confusion
90. Lolita
91. Persuasion
92. Northanger Abbey
93. The Catcher in the Rye (which will always remind me of my brother’s drunken rant at me about how lame this book is)
94. On the Road (who doesn’t love Kerouac?)
95. The Hunchback of Notre Dame
96. Freakonomics : a rogue economist explores the hidden side of everything
97. Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance : an inquiry into values (yet, unlike so many single men, I don’t use it as a display of my sensitive soul or spirituality – please don’t try to use it as a pick-up conversation starter – I won’t fall for that again)
98. The Aeneid
99. Watership Down (so depressing. poor bunnies)
100. Gravity’s Rainbow
101. The Hobbit
102. In Cold Blood : a true account of a multiple murder and its consequences
103. White Teeth (it’s on my list of things to pick up in used bookstore alley too)
104. Treasure Island
105. David Copperfield
106. The Three Musketeers

Total: 65. Which means I’m only 61% snobby.

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