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  1. Apr 2017
    1. light-bright, near-white,  high-yellow, red-boned 

      These words remind me of skintones and how these words are used to describe people of color.

    1. No longer ready to come with me, whenever a dry Sunday held out its promises

      At this point, it seems the narrator is still thinking about herself and her enjoyment. She doesn't suggest that maybe her daughter is not that into searching for antiques or maybe the narrator can spend time with her daughter another way that they both enjoy.

    2. I turned around. I turned around.

      I find it interesting this line is written twice. It brings up images of a frantic mother turning this way and that way, searching every where for her lost child.

    3. My daughter stood at the other end of the room,

      Perhaps her daughter was not interested in antiques or accompanying her mom to junk sales and antique fairs.

    4. that I was in those rooms, with my child, with my back turned to her, searching—oh irony!— for beautiful things.

      The narrator is filled with regret as she looks back on her life and on her role as a mother. As she hunted for beautiful antiques on Sundays, she didn't notice her own daughter's beautiful innocent nature that one day would also end and become a type of history.

    5. small histories. Endings.

      The word endings standing alone is really powerful. Her daughter has moved on to another stage in her life, ending this chapter. Her daughter's childhood has become a history itself.

    6. flame-coloured hair obvious whenever— which was not often—

      Her daughter has red hair so she physically stands out even when she is on the other side of the room. However in the next line, "which was not often-", the narrator suggests even though her daughter stood out, she was stil oblivious to her presence.

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    1. There was a pause, during which Sasha was keenly aware of Coz behind her, waiting. She wanted badly to please him, to say something like It was a turning point; everything feels different now, or I called Lizzie and we made up, finally, or I’ve picked up the harp again, or just, I’m changing, I’m changing, I’m changing. I’ve changed! Redemption, transformation—God, how she wanted these things. Every day, every minute. Didn’t everyone?

      Sasha seems very concerned about pleasing people. She doesn't understand the therapist just wants her to get better and she will get better at her own pace. But at least this time, she didn't lie or try to make the situation any better. She simply told the truth and admitted the pain she was feeling.

    2. leaving behind a terrible sadness, an emptiness that felt violent, as if she’d been gouged

      Wow, she really does feel incredibly empty. Stealing, men, sex...none of it fulfills her.

    3. he pride she took in these objects, a tenderness that was only heightened by the shame of their acquisition.

      So Sasha is prideful of having taken these objects.

    4. it almost shook under its load of embarrassments and close shaves and little triumphs and moments of pure exhilaration.

      Does Sasha relive her thefts through these tokens? Does she get to experience the rush and adrenalin, the exhiliration all over again when she looks at these objects? She has them displayed in her home on a table in a small apartment in New York where every nook and cranny is valuable. She is clearly not ashamed of anyone seeing these objects, maybe she is even proud of them.

    5. She had some Xanax in her purse,

      Xanax is a medication for anxiety and panic disorder. Interacting with her victim makes her anxious enough to want to reach for her anxiety medication.

    6. blithe, raven-haired wallet owner she’d pictured. This woman had vulnerable brown eyes

      Blithe - showing a casual and cheerful indifference considered to be callous or improper.

      Did Sasha really expect the owner of the wallet to be indifferent to her loss of her money, credit cards, identification i.e. license? She is suprised by the vulnerability of her victim? She really is out of touch. I don't think she has fully grasped the pain she causes by her actions.

      This particular woman also has gray hair mixed in with her brown hair. She is an older woman. The plumber was an older man yet she pitied him.

    7. they were writing a story of redemption, of fresh beginnings and second chances.

      They are not writing any kind of story. They are simply trying to resolve a problem.

    8. Alex had paid the bill while she was in the bathroom—

      So she doesn't really need the money either. She stole the woman's wallet while she was on a date.

    9. sprayed pesticide

      That's an odd way to describe deodorant. Is she some type of an enviornmentalist where she is describing the chemicals as toxic?

    10. five sets of keys, fourteen pairs of sunglasses, a child’s striped scarf, binoculars, a cheese grater, a pocket knife, twenty-eight bars of soap, eighty-five pens,

      This is further proof for my theory that she steals for the sheer rush rather than the value of the objects she steals. There is no point behind stealing twenty-eight bars of soap, keys, cheese grater or pens. I think maybe she has some type of a compulsion that 'forces' her to steal because she cant control her behavior and is in therapy for it.

    11. It made her want to teach the woman a lesson. But that wish only camouflaged the deeper feeling that Sasha always had: that fat, tender wallet, offering itself to her hand. It seemed so dull, so life-as-usual just to leave it there rather than seize the moment, accept the challenge, take the leap, fly the coop, throw caution to the wind, live dangerously (“I get it,” Coz, her therapist, said), and take the fucking thing.

      She is making up excuses to justify her behavior although she is keenly aware herself that she is rationalizing her behavior. She also appears to get a thrill out of stealing and getting away with it. Maybe the adrenalin rush is her real motivation to steal rather than the money inside the wallet.

  3. Mar 2017
    1. Wife squeamish? Pam somewhat squeamish. Sometimes does not like to handle raw chicken.

      Pam feels uncomfortable watching the process of the SGs being hoisted up by the doctor. It reminds me of a cable guy coming in for a new installation. I wonder what the process actually looks like. The SGs already had the microline strung through them so I suppose the more grusome part of the process was already over.

    2. Doctor monitors installation by law. So young! Looks like should be working at Wendy’s.

      I wonder how old these girls actually are. Even in the title, Saunders referred to SGs as "girls" rather than "women". However, even the narrator remarks on how young these SGs are which makes me wonder if they are teenage girls or older women in their 20s.

    3. Laotian (Tami) applied due to two sisters already in brothels. Moldovan (Gwen) has cousin who thought she was becoming window-washer in Germany, but no: sex slave in Kuwait (!).

      It appears that being an SG is a better alternative to being a prostitute.

    4. Stole $8,600, plus initial cost of SGs (approx. $7,400)?

      This guy spent $7400 of his 10k lottery win on women that would decorate his yard! He is so financially irresponsible!

    5. Suddenly occurred to me, w/ little gust of relief: Eva resisting in part because she does not understand basic science of thing. Asked Eva if she even knew what Semplica Pathway was. Did not. Drew human head on napkin, explained: Lawrence Semplica = doctor + smart cookie. Found way to route microline through brain that does no damage, causes no pain. Technique uses lasers to make pilot route. Microline then threaded through w/ silk leader. Microline goes in here (touched Eva’s temple), comes out here (touched other). Is very gentle, does not hurt, SGs asleep during whole deal.

      It seems SGs are women that are somehow put asleep or are comatose. These women do not have any will power or agency anymore and do as they are told. Although these women do choose to become SGs due to unfortunate circumstances.

    6. presentiment

      a feeling or impression that something is about to happen, especially something evil; foreboding.

      It's interesting that the word presentiment relates to something terrible happening yet the narrator uses the word in the context of achieving his potential. Is this possible foreshadowing? Is something terrible going to happen to the narrator and his family?

    7. Have never, in Alps, had hot chocolate in mountain café, served by kindly white-haired innkeeper, who finds them so sophisticated/friendly relative to usual snotty/rich American kids (who always ignore his pretty but crippled daughter w/ braids) that he shows them secret hiking path to incredible glade, kids frolic in glade, sit with crippled pretty girl on grass, later say it was most beautiful day of their lives, keep in touch with crippled girl via e-mail, we arrange surgery for her here, surgeon so touched he agrees to do for free, she is on front page of our paper, we are on front page of their paper in Alps?

      What a fantasy this guy cooks up...

    8. Greenway folks who come by 3x/day to give SGs meals/water, take SGs to SmallJon in back of van, deal with feminine issues, etc., etc.) hard at work.

      Okay, so SGs are clearly human beings. They need to be given food, water and allowed to use the restrooms. But Greenway, the company that made the yard beautiful services the SGs three times a day. This is really bizarre. It reminds me of prostitution.

    9. Then I get idea: Go to kitchen, page through Personal Statements. Yikes. Worse than I thought: Laotian (Tami) applied due to two sisters already in brothels. Moldovan (Gwen) has cousin who thought she was becoming window-washer in Germany, but no: sex slave in Kuwait (!). Somali (Lisa) watched father + little sister die of AIDS, same tiny thatch hut, same year. Filipina (Betty) has little brother “very skilled for computer,” parents cannot afford high school, have lived in tiny lean-to with three other families since their own tiny lean-to slid down hillside in earthquake.

      Are SGs some kind of controversial human slaves that make yards look pretty? Are they women in desperate situations?

    10. Well, huh, amazing the strange, arcane things our culture requires some of us to do, degrading things, things that offer no tangible benefit to anyone, how do they expect people to continue to even hold their heads up?

      Emmett is extremely rude and condescending. He doesn't even attempt to withhold his disdain of narrator's employment yet the narrator is not bothered by his comment. He actually wants to send him a card and strike a friendship with him.

    11. sophisticated college grad

      This person speaks so poorly yet he or she graduated from college and is even entitled to refer to him/herself as sophisticated. The narrative doesn't mirror that of an educated person.

    12. Having just turned forty, have resolved to embark on grand project of writing every day in this new black book just got at OfficeMax. Exciting to think how in one year, at rate of one page/day, will have written three hundred and sixty-five pages, and what a picture of life and times then available for kids & grandkids, even greatgrandkids, whoever, all are welcome (!) to see how life really was/is now. B

      Why does this person speak this way? The person speaks poorly, like a child or someone whose native tongue isn't English.

  4. Jan 2017
    1. most ignorant and degraded men–both natives and foreigners.

      I am a bit uncertain about this piece of evidence. This document was written by white women. Although I don't know the details of the lifestyle a white woman would have had versus that of say an African American man, I feel pretty confident in saying that the Caucasian women probably had a better quality of life and more opportunities.

    2. He has compelled her to submit to laws, in the formation of which she had no voice.

      This reminded of one of the main complaints of the colonists towards the King of England when he increased their taxes. They said something very similar such as, how can the king increase taxes on a people who have no form of representation in his government.

    1. The glee at my heart was too strong to be restrained. I burned to say if but one word, by way of triumph, and to render doubly sure their assurance of my guiltlessness.

      He is actually getting arrogant about getting away with his wife's murder! There is so no sense of regret or remorse. He even baits the police officer as they are turning around and going back up the steps by rapping on the wall where he entombed his wife and remarking about the construction of the house.

    2. This hideous murder accomplished, I set myself forthwith, and with entire deliberation, to the task of concealing the body. I knew that I could not remove it from the house, either by day or by night, without the risk of being observed by the neighbors. Many projects entered my mind. At one period I thought of cutting the corpse into minute fragments, and destroying them by fire. At another, I resolved to dig a grave for it in the floor of the cellar. Again, I deliberated about casting it in the well in the yard — about packing it in a box, as if merchandize, with the usual arrangements, and so getting a porter to take it from the house. Finally I hit upon what I considered a far better expedient than either of these. I determined to wall it up in the cellar — as the monks of the middle ages are recorded to have walled up their victims.

      Although, it is very obvious that the narrator's mental state is spiraling out of control, he was lucid enough to come up with numerous options to conceal the body, think about the pros and cons of each option and then sufficiently execute a plan to hide the body.

      So while he didn't premeditate his wife's murder, there is enough evidence in his subsequent actions to suggest that he is sane enough to take responsibility for her murder.

    3. But at length reflection came to my aid. The cat, I remembered, had been hung in a garden adjacent to the house. Upon the alarm of fire, this garden had been immediately filled by the crowd — by some one of whom the animal must have been cut from the tree and thrown, through an open window, into my chamber. This had probably been done with the view of arousing me from sleep. The falling of other walls had compressed the victim of my cruelty into the substance of the freshly-spread plaster; the lime of which, with the flames, and the ammonia from the carcass, had then accomplished the portraiture as I saw it.

      This is the strangest, oddest and outlandish rational for the appearance of this cat's image on his bedroom wall. At this point, he would say or do anything to give himself some sense of normality or sensibility.

    4. Alcohol !

      Is alcohol really blame for this dramatic change in personality? I think the narrator is using the alcohol as an excuse. If anything, the alcohol brought out what was already part of his personality and character even though it may have been initially dormant for a long time.

    5. gossamer

      Something that is light, thin or insubstantial and delicate. The narrator means to say that animals display a greater sense of loyalty and faith in their owners than men do in their friendships with each other.