poopular

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

poopular Current mood: dorky jesus christ. i'm a freaking nerd. no, it didn't just dawn on me or anything, but a situation today proved to be a supreme reminder of this irritating fact. so i'm on the metro subway and this guy walks on the train and sits next to me. his nose is buried in a book. he looks really into it - like he somehow swiped the only copy of the secrets to the universe and he's intent on memorizing every sentence. so, of course, i'm wondering what he could possibly be reading that is so fucking fascinating. i mean, he didn't even look at me once! wow, that sounded really bad. i'm not like that, really! it's just that everyone watches everyone on the subway. i get starred at by little old ladies just as much as creepy day laborers - but that's another blog in itself. ok, so i sneak a peek at the cover and, lo and beyond, he's reading Wuthering Heights. what the fuck! that's one of my favorite books. it's even listed in the "books" section of my page. check it out. so i'm thinking, "wow, this guy totally digs wuthering heights. emily fucking bronte! he feels the tradegy, he appreciates the beauty of the prose. that's radical. this could be the beginning of a subway romance" i start to wonder if i should say something, like "so... how about that heathcliff..." my mind is going over a thousand things i could say to this person when i notice he's wearing a backpack... and there's a question sheet in his lap. ok alright, ha HA! i get it. he's a student and this reading is an assignment and there's probably a test and he didn't do the reading so now he's frantically trying to catch up on the metro on the way to school. he's not captivated by the fanciful storytelling nor the cruelty of the characters. he's simply doing his homework...sigh... figures that this should be just another instance of me being a douchebag dorkface book junkie. i actually thought i could use "good book, huh?" as a pick-up line! god, i'm awkward. i then fell into thinking about my bat-mitzvah. you know how every bar or bat matzvah has a theme, like movies or the beach or something remotely cool like that? well, my mother had the grand idea that mine should be "books." of course i protested, but when she fired back with "what else do you do?", all i could do was bow my head and say "fine." and let me tell you! "books" is a real winner with a bunch of 13 year olds. no wonder i was so popular... more like poopular.