Thursday, May 3, 2012

don't think I will finish book by due date

And I will say that it's the worst first date ever, and is "prom" some sorta' code word? And does Andie really like Blane, or does she just want a prom date? Also, they are both socially inept, and we probably all were too, in high school, perhaps we still are. "We can go out with your friends.  We can crawl under a rock."  What??! Still, I like the movie.  I think I like the awkwardness of the "popular" kid, you don't get to see that much, the popular kids are often one-dimensional in teen movies, because, since most of us weren't popular, it's the underdog we are supposed to identify with, root for. Which would be why Duckie was written as the original "winner", if you will.  And he's honest (or trying to be, again, in an awkward way) and devoted, and damn, Jon Cryer just nails it...how amazing to be that good, and how difficult to live it down or follow it up.  And how lucky to have that good of material and direction and have right instinct.  Wow.

Sat in a southern Indian joint on the Ave and read for almost two hours, then walked home because it was getting dark, still, barely on page 500.  Smike has been apprehended by Squeers and set free by a fortunate encounter with John Browdie, and made his way back to London, to Noggs and then to the Nickleby's, who have fallen on good fortune for once.  I did skip ahead, I know that he dies, but I don't know why, and I know Ralph dies as well, but I've still got almost 300 pages (and here I am in the middle of watching Pretty in Pink for the millionth time.)  Turns out that the book is due on Friday, though my library branch is closed that day, due to budget constraints.  This is 300 pages of a very small typeface I still have to read, skipping ahead still left me in the dark.  Now, of course, I'm involved in the story, so I'd like to finish. I'll probably turn it in late and pay the fine ($.25/day.)  Pickwick Papers next?  I suppose it should be, it was the first one he wrote...perhaps I'll see how thick it is.  And it's late.

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