Conversations with Mr. Squirrel
Cruella fans, bring out the gin, because this entire post is Cruella drinking game worthy, as it features Mr. Squirrel - - -
Yesterday I was having something of a discussion with Mr. Squirrel, and we hope he shall not object to our publishing this because he did the last time. I'm going to leave out some of the parts he could potentially object to.
I don't really feel like thinking hard enough to remember how it came up, but I asked him how was something or other and he said, o it was all right.
You say that about EVERYTHING, I responded. When do you experience things that are NOT all right?
Mr. Squirrel had to think about this. Well, you know, he said, sometimes.
Like what? I insisted. Give me an example.
Mr. Squirrel hemmed and hawed, but Cruella was not to be put off! No!
Finally he remembered something. That rat, he said, (he was referring to my mother's house being currently infested) I really didn't like that. It was disgusting.
O is that as strong as it gets? I asked? You really didn't like that? Wow. How does it feel to have an emotional range like this - and I put my fingers close together to indicate a very small amount, like a millimeter.
Well, he said, you have to be Existentialist when things happen.
What do you mean, existentialist, I asked.
He didn't know, so he hemmed for a bit more- and then he said, well, you have to be like Sartre or Camus.
You mean Dead, I asked?
No, he said, I mean like, you know.
Like miserable and depressed?
No he said, like stoic and unaffected; when things happen to you you should like, not get all worked up and ponder them.
O I said. and then what do you do after you ponder them?
That's it, he said.
Huh. Well, I don't think I much like this, I think I should found a school of philosophy called Dunaway-Crawfordism in which one behaves just like Faye Dunaway portraying Joan Crawford in Mommie Dearest and shriek loudly when one is displeased. I firmly believe in being in touch with my emotions and also making sure other people are in touch with my emotions and that there is never any doubt in anyone's mind about what I EVER think and feel.
O and Cruella did a Good Thing yesterday! Imagine! I read online that Volvo has agreed to replace the electronic throttle system in some of its cars, and I emailed the story to Cathy, who had to have some of those bits replaced- she's getting $157 back! Yay for me!
Yesterday I was having something of a discussion with Mr. Squirrel, and we hope he shall not object to our publishing this because he did the last time. I'm going to leave out some of the parts he could potentially object to.
I don't really feel like thinking hard enough to remember how it came up, but I asked him how was something or other and he said, o it was all right.
You say that about EVERYTHING, I responded. When do you experience things that are NOT all right?
Mr. Squirrel had to think about this. Well, you know, he said, sometimes.
Like what? I insisted. Give me an example.
Mr. Squirrel hemmed and hawed, but Cruella was not to be put off! No!
Finally he remembered something. That rat, he said, (he was referring to my mother's house being currently infested) I really didn't like that. It was disgusting.
O is that as strong as it gets? I asked? You really didn't like that? Wow. How does it feel to have an emotional range like this - and I put my fingers close together to indicate a very small amount, like a millimeter.
Well, he said, you have to be Existentialist when things happen.
What do you mean, existentialist, I asked.
He didn't know, so he hemmed for a bit more- and then he said, well, you have to be like Sartre or Camus.
You mean Dead, I asked?
No, he said, I mean like, you know.
Like miserable and depressed?
No he said, like stoic and unaffected; when things happen to you you should like, not get all worked up and ponder them.
O I said. and then what do you do after you ponder them?
That's it, he said.
Huh. Well, I don't think I much like this, I think I should found a school of philosophy called Dunaway-Crawfordism in which one behaves just like Faye Dunaway portraying Joan Crawford in Mommie Dearest and shriek loudly when one is displeased. I firmly believe in being in touch with my emotions and also making sure other people are in touch with my emotions and that there is never any doubt in anyone's mind about what I EVER think and feel.
O and Cruella did a Good Thing yesterday! Imagine! I read online that Volvo has agreed to replace the electronic throttle system in some of its cars, and I emailed the story to Cathy, who had to have some of those bits replaced- she's getting $157 back! Yay for me!
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