I am DESPERATELY in need of a chaise longue. Reading Proust (have the day off today), in funny brain foggy state, drinking lapsang souchong... come on, the thing that can make this perfect is a chaise longue. And someone to reassure me that Marcel is only upper middle class, and I should feel less excluded by this book because I'm not French.
Also a recipe for keeping one in touch with sanity: repeat quietly to yourself "I am not Blanche Glover and it is extremely unlikely I shall become her". I am at the point of wanting to stick this on post its around my room for use in times of panic.
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Well, devoting your life to studying a non-existent poet would certainly mean whole new heights of self delusion. xA
There are rules to this chez longe ownership, firstly it must be either green or maroon, and preferably velvet.
Caaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllllllllllllllllllllyyyyyyyyyy
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