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Capitalism says that a lobster is worth more than a crab, not nature. But the life of 7 crabs is worth more than 3 lobsters right? But how many shrimp would that be?

L’Avantage des mathematiques, c’est qu’il s’arrete la pensee.

Le Noms des Gens
Why is one of my fuzzy socks missing? Why did I go to Taco Bell last night at 10:30? Why can’t I practice the piano until the cleaning lady leaves? Why is Downton Abbey over? Why does my headband keep falling off? Why do I have bad blood circulation? Why don’t I have Instant Noodle? Why did I skip Music History so much? Why did my parents have to find out? WHY CAN’T I PLAY THE ACCORDION?
*SquidGurl reads everything she just wrote and laughs* Silly girl. 

Why is one of my fuzzy socks missing? Why did I go to Taco Bell last night at 10:30? Why can’t I practice the piano until the cleaning lady leaves? Why is Downton Abbey over? Why does my headband keep falling off? Why do I have bad blood circulation? Why don’t I have Instant Noodle? Why did I skip Music History so much? Why did my parents have to find out? WHY CAN’T I PLAY THE ACCORDION?

*SquidGurl reads everything she just wrote and laughs* Silly girl. 

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Four new favorite things: Downton Abbey, dried pineapple, barsculpt and edamame! I already like edamame, but I just rediscovered it. And Fage (pronounced “Fa-yeh!” apparently) yogurt. I think I like honey the best, but I’m about to try blueberry. I used to be a Chobani person, but it’s kind of expensive, and a little thick for my taste. Then my mom started making her own yogurt, which is too liquidy…probably because she wasn’t doing it properly. Then I saw that they were selling Fage for only one dollar at Roche Bros. It was meant to be. I’m so frugal. 

I’m really into Downton Abbey now. Not just because I can use it to suck up to my English teacher. Early 20th century Gossip Girl. So great. 

The Paper Source is very squid-friendly. I also love their stationery. I will get my wedding invitations from there, for sure.

The Paper Source is very squid-friendly. I also love their stationery. I will get my wedding invitations from there, for sure.

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1964

My copy of L’étranger  by Albert Camus is from 1964. My first thought was, “SERIOUSLY WHS? You WOULD let kids use 50 year old books that smell like donkeybutt”. But actually, the prospect of reading and learning from the same book that some squid 48 years older than you did is pretty cool. From what I see, the book has passed through the hands of at least seven students throughout the years: B. Heath ‘64, S. Catinella ‘65, S. Collyu ‘66, K. Loscocco ‘73, B. Kanter ‘73, Kathryn Pollenz ‘?, and Me ‘12. There’s probably more squids who used the book, but were too lazy to write their name in the book like they weere supposed to.

Especially since L’étranger is such a cherished work that requires a lot of attention and thought, that I am probably going through the same struggles as some 65 year old did makes everything seem so timeless…and awesome.

Okay…to be completely honest, I’m writing this post because I’m actually procrastinating on reading the book. While reading chapter V, I was getting really pissed off because pages were just falling out everywhere. I was getting fed up with having to put them back in when the first page fell out, the page where everyone puts their name in the book. THEN, I had a procrastination epiphany! I looked up all the people who had this book, which is kind of creepy, to see what happened to them and who they turned out to be. I couldn’t find about half of them, since they’re pretty old and aren’t likely to be very active of the interwebs, but I did find a few. Some are still close, in Natick, and New Hampshire, and some have gone farther, to San Francisco. None of them became famous or won a Nobel Prize or anything, but it was still interesting to see where they went and what they’re doing. I doubt they ever think about reading L’étranger in high school AP French (did they even have AP’s back then…?), unless they’re having some kind of personal crisis or trying to become a sociopath. But wouldn’t it be cool if some squid 48 years younger than you came up to you presenting their old copy of L’étranger? I’m not saying I’m going to do it. But wouldn’t it be cool?

I’m gonna go back to actually reading it now…