So HP Lovecraft is better than I feared. Pretty good stuff. However, At the Mountains of Madness should have been called Decadently at the Decadent Mountains of Madness and Decadence. At ever corner, the art described in the book was always decadent. Like, once a page, sometimes more. It was ridiculous. The word became a stab in my eyes each time I saw it after a while.
The real problem was he was never kind enough to clarify which way he meant to use the word. "Decadent art" as in that it is self-indulgent and debauched or "decadent art" as in that it is decayed or debased? That's kinda important, right? No? I'm sorry. I forget that it's not cool to care about these things. I'm not cool.
Moving along, I still haven't gotten that call for a second interview for a manager position. Options are pouring in my mind for the next move. What do I want to be when I grow up this time? Policeman? Construction worker? Indian chief? Leather guy? So many choices. Hm...
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