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I can hardly believe I read 3/4 of this book and had to put it down. I could not tolerate any more of him. I kept thinking he might eventually improve as a person but he continued on and on with his terrible ways. His writing was what kept me going I guess. To me he was the epitome of self-derogatory and generally confused. I guess if one is interested in negative aspects of human nature this book would be enjoyable/

This quote is hilarious given I only believe 30-40% of what he has shared so far. As an old man, he gives detailed accounts about events which occurred in his early childhood to adulthood. I am really enjoying the book though. Written in the first person, it really seems like he is having a private conversation with me.

This dude seems so inept. But, he wrote a memoir that is deemed a classic and I am enjoying it. I think it‘s about the writing style and not the nature of his life.

I enjoy him. Not sure why. #1001bookstoreadbeforeyoudie

I can‘t get enough of these first-person narratives. Maybe soon I will read a novel but real lives are just as good or better to me.

I have a migraine and this isn‘t helping. I‘m bored out of my skull with this already, maybe that accounts for the pain. 😖

Speaking of Paine, I was delightfully surprised and entertained this week by his caustic rhetoric in Age Of Reason. I had not been looking forward to it, but I ended up admiring his courageous skepticism. It was refreshing in light of all the “heathens be damned to hell” literature that came before. 😈

In reluctant acknowledgment of our snow and December temps, I pulled out my winter mug. Peppermint Twist tea.

My plans for today. 🤓 I haven‘t decided whether I like Rousseau as a writer or person yet.

Assigned reading today and my expectations are not high. 😏

Happy Birthday to Rousseau! Born in (wow)1712.

Confession: I did not read this in 2006 when I purchased it. Nor have I read it, since. What‘s worse? There‘s a good chance I never will read it! Sorry, Dr. Borucki.

#24in48 #sharetheshame

The indolence I love is not that of a lazy fellow who sits with his arms across in total inaction, and thinks no more than he acts, but that of a child which is incessantly in motion doing nothing, and that of a dotard who wanders from his subject. I love to amuse myself with trifles, by beginning a hundred things and never finishing one of them, by going or coming as I take either into my head, by changing my project at every instant...

Great-aunt's #shelfie 😍

It was good. I recommend it if you are interested to know about his life.