“ The name was unlikely because if ever an eighth-grader looked like a Daphne Christianson or a Kimberly St.-Simone, or something like that, it was Mildred Bonk. She was the kind of fatally pretty and nubile wraithlike figure who glides through the sweaty junior-high corridors of every nocturnal emitter’s dreamscape. ”
-Pg. 38. Through all the big words, bizarre characters, and difficult to follow narrative, I’ll say this: It’s impossible not to laugh at DFW’s sharp wit. (via monsterbeard)
If you’re not onboard with Infinite Summer, you should give it some thought before it’s too late.
(via happyhour)
jazzyjean liked this
lindsaydinkins liked this
jimmyjosh
reblogged this from
happyhour
happyhour
reblogged this from
monsterbeard
monsterbeard
posted this
