Aw, this is so sweet! Thank you!
When I posted it I hoped it would remind others, like you, kayb, and CIBC that as much as we sometimes feel like our lives are wasted, we do matter. It's a really hard thing for me, so it's nice to see the words. And I always miss your posts when you're not around. When I wake up early (which is most days), I look forward to checking this thread to catch your late night/early morning, insomnia-fueled thoughts/ramblings.
And yes, thankfully he's looking to date, so he's obviously not hung up on me or something.
Your acquaintance sounds incredibly gross and presumptuous. Ick!
As for books, I love classic literature. I've disliked some of course (cough, Wuthering Heights, cough), but I generally love it.
I've read newer stuff like Life of Pi, The Kite Runner, The Hunger Games, and others that I've enjoyed.
I tend to like dialogue, but beautiful prose can win me over (I'm looking at Charlotte Bronte's Villette, not you, Henry James).
One Hundred Years if Solitude, Jane Eyre, and Lolita are some of my favorites. And I love me some Agatha Christie, too! Flannery O'Connor and other southern authors do well with me, as do Russians (Chekov, Tolstoy, Dostoyevsky, though oy, The Brothers Karamazov was dull).
I love folk tales and mythology, but fantasy like Lord of the Rings is really dull to me, as is a lot of sci-fi.
I've thought of reading more Italo Calvino, Allende, and Coelho. Maybe some Greek tragedies, too.
Oh, and East of Eden, but I hear such mixed reactions to it that I can't ever commit to getting it.