"But there was nothing about the little, low-rambling, more or less identical homes of Northumberland Estates to interest or to haunt, no chance of loot that would be any more than the ordinary, waking-world kind the cops hauled you in for taking; no small immunities, no possibilities for hidden life or otherworldly presence; no trees, secret routes, shortcuts, culverts, thickets that could be made hollow in the middle – everything in the place was right out in the open, everything could be seen at a glance; and behind it, under it, around the corners of its houses and down the safe, gentle curves of its streets, you came back, you kept coming back, to nothing; nothing but the cheerless earth."
Thomas Pynchon, "The Secret Integration"

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insta-grammar asked
Sorry, I saw you had posted them after I had already asked. How about 13, 14, and 20?

13. What’s the best Valentine’s Day that you’ve had so far?

Honestly, even though it didn’t go quite as well as I planned (too much work, also I’m an idiot), 2012 was my best Valentine’s Day by far.

14. What’s your idea of a perfect date?

Good food, good conversation, some sort of interesting thing to do (movie, as long as it’s good; concert; museum; whatever); lots of what I believe I will call canoodling; and somehow all of the parts should have cost money are magically free.

20. Have you ever asked someone out and they turned you down?

With the caveat that I don’t know how often I’ve formally asked anyone out, yes. Proportionately speaking, most of the time. Ranging from very kindly to the sort of thing that makes you wonder what made you think you like the person. Things tend to go better for me when the other person is the (initially, obviously) interested person.

  1. insta-grammar said: Ah, free dates. Every man’s dream.
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