The Weile Woods
Month
And the fox said, “But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat…”
The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time. “Please–tame me!” he said.
”—The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-ExuperyInstead of doing something productive, I stumbled across the song “The Quiz” by Hello Saferide and decided, why the heck not? So here’s my own quiz of whether or not we’re compatible. Do you pass or fail?
Hey, I heard you think that I’m kind of cute
And I guess I feel the same about you.
But you know I’m a bit of a mess right now
And you’re causing me a bit of stress right now
So I wrote this quiz just to see
If there can ever be a you and me.
Will you sing with me in the car?
And not mind if my voice isn’t quite up to par?
Will you let me steal all of your sweaters?
Will you, just because, write me little letters?
Would you trip when we’re walking in the woods together?
Will you think I’m crazy after reading my Tumblr?
Will you fight me to see who can reach the door first?
Would you agree with me that Pelosi is the worst?
Will you make fun of me for watching My Little Pony?
In fact, will you watch it every Saturday with me?
And surprise me with breakfast and real maple syrup?
Do you know how to make Brunswick stew?
Do you dislike PDA as much as I do?
Will you be offended if I wear heels
And I’m a little more than taller than you?
Will you tell me where my art went wrong?
Will you tell me when my facts are wrong
And then spend the afternoon on the internet
Just to say you won that bet?
Would you mind it if I let dogs lick my lips
But then I went to kiss your face?
Would you mind if I went and took in every stray
Until there wasn’t room for us at our place?
Can you speak in only memes for a day?
Would you mind sometimes if I just runaway
But I promise to always come back?
Do you lie when I’m not wearing make-up
And tell me I’m just as pretty when painted up?
Will you buy me limes to put in all my soup?
Will you at all time keep your pants on
Because I still think boys have cooties?
Do you cry when you watch kid movies?
Because I know they get me every time.
Will you stutter a bit when you tell me you love me?
Because boys too refined are all insincerity.
And do you promise to tell me bedtime stories?
And hold me until I fall asleep
And then even until I wake up?
My economics professor asked me what they teach in politics classes. Not rhetorically, no he was genuinely confused.
So I showed him my politics notebook…
90% of it was doodles…
And I couldn’t explain anything.