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happy books are my only hope

Four hours of The L Word last night, mostly involving me wrapped in a blanket weeping on my couch.

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Bette? Half of the couple I love with an all-consuming-since-Sunday devotion? Yeah, so there's a character named Alice on the show, and half of the couple I love and who made me cry like four times last night ACTUALLY SAID: "Fuck you, Alice."

THANKS SHOW.

*cries for the happy
days of season one*

What are some hilarious books, guys? Because I'm currently reading The Book Thief and Cloud Atlas, and neither is imbuing me with merriment. And I will need this, because I'm only on season two out of six of this demonspawn show, and determined to finish before I go to New York in early December (Alley, you better not back out on me for lunch/dinner/coffeetimes when I visit).

I can handle only so much sadness at one time. Mostly because I'm the most impressionable ever, so if I'm surrounded by sadness, I get totally pulled down into it. This is also a problem when I hear debates, because each side goes and I keep thinking 'Oh, [whichever side is speaking] has a good point.'

Hilarious essay collections are my favorite. Mostly because they can be so easily broken up due to the fact they are full of ESSAYS. Auntie Mame, that book I most frequently cite as My Favorite Book of All the Books and I've Read a Decent Number of Books, is funny, episodic and has moments of social justice/character insight. So it's basically everything I've ever wanted. The movie is also excellent. But not the movie musical. Stay away from Mame. Go towards Auntie Mame.

I still haven't read Mindy Kaling's book, despite owning it since it came out. I'm just worried it won't be funny enough, and I'll still be sitting in a ball on my couch, crying softly for the sadistic plot twists on a two-years-defunct television show.

I'm assuming others are made of stronger stuff than I. This could be why Laura genuinely loves Murakami and Grapes of Wrath, despite their intense depressingness. Is it more usual to be able to read sad books and not have them drag you down into the Sadness Abyss? (an abyss filled with knowing how chicken nuggets are made, the knowledge that you are mortal, and that puppies die)

This week's been a barrel of laughs on the ol' blog. IT WILL BE BETTER NEXT WEEK. Or whenever Tina and Bette are happy again. Until then:


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