Friday, June 30, 2006
I finished The Picture of Dorian Gray yesterday afternoon. It has induced me to rather wish I owned a divan, onto which I might fling myself when in a petulant mood. I also want jewels- jade, amethyst, pearls, and opal. I recall long ago having read a Muppet Babies book in which the Muppet Babies use their imaginations in the nursery to have an adventure in search of lost treasure. The "treasure" was jelly beans, or brightly-coloured rocks, or something, but being now far older, I would prefer to find real jewels.
Jeremy (er hat zwei Hauptfächer: Deutsch und Psychologie) recommended I read Bahnwärter Thiel by Gerhart Hauptmann. I have neglected German this summer, so finding the story at the library this afternoon will be my latest endeavour. I might read it in translation first, though.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 1:30 AM]