| Tuesday, December 8th, 2009 |
| 2:14 am |
Peter got so far ahead, he got fat and lazy there, waiting, and by the time everybody else caught up to him, hearing he was some sort of genius, he was a boring idiot. The length of a man's penis means more than that of his funeral train. It isn't much, but at least it involves an experience. "Funeral homes" are decorated to look like houses, but really they are just places where people buy boxes or urns to hold the physical remains of their dead friends and family. It is not at all on par with even a "rest home," which at least involves people living someplace in particular. It would be nice to "rest" whenever one wanted, without negative consequences, rather than only after one has become a liability to oneself or others as a member of the workforce, yet stubbornly persists on living without affliction. A minimal workforce of contented people would be much more efficient. One cannot be gluttonous with a scarce resource, not long enough to do any serious damage. It is in the extremes, with extreme convenience leading to extreme aggregate consequences, that the foolish decisions become trivial, the world a joke. On a night this cold, people are dying of exposure. We cannot, of course, plan our retirement in the afterlife, because we cannot count or discount the possibility that something more than funny is going on in the whole arrangement of things. We cannot discount the comedic reliability of a new character unexpectedly appearing in a private situation. We think, and feel. |
| Thursday, December 3rd, 2009 |
| 3:54 am |
how can i even begin to rationalize most of this why do we feel that we have to |
| Monday, November 30th, 2009 |
| 1:36 am |
I've said it before, and I'll say it again: the biggest problem with hipsters is that people perpetuate a stigma surrounding the thing. Traditionally, they were people who opted to spend higher class resources on trying to carve out a comfortable space with a safety net in the difficult circumstances others were forced into and the creative quarters that had been developed there. But these people were generally eccentrics or artists, who were at least, in part, dynamic, creative, and marginalized to begin with, even if endowed with greater resources at their disposal and misguided in attempts to at "slumming" or appearing edgy while and individualistic while taking less than genuine risks in experience and self-presentation. What we have now is a trend and a population of people who don't even qualify as hipsters, but are nothing more than yuppie culture elitists and poser artists. Nothing draws out the negative elements in droves like making them a martyr and an object of attention. Leave the idiots alone, and they'll dissipate in proportion to the popularity of their actions. There will always be people doing things you don't like, but don't make it popular by vocalizing an equally trendy rejection. Half the people complaining about this shit on the internet don't even live in urban centers and are responsible for the mass-manufactured "counterculture" featured in their shopping malls and college campuses. |
| Sunday, November 8th, 2009 |
| 12:47 pm |
Don't know what to say. I don't even feel sad. Just crazy and disconnected from everything. Zantac 75. |
| Sunday, November 1st, 2009 |
| 7:03 pm |
I fucking hate Halloween. I forget this every year, and get really excited about it. And it's always hell, no matter what I'm doing. Like vodka. After you stop getting candy, it's all about disappointment. Like Valentine's Day, for some people. Thanksgiving and Christmas are never like that. They're always good, and my family always cooks for me. They cook for me in extremes. Goddamn, I guess I'll go try to buy some bread. I think there's peanut butter in the fridge. Hope the corner store is open on All Saints Day. Fucking hell if it isn't. How you guy's all doing? |
| Wednesday, October 28th, 2009 |
| 1:06 pm |
Everyone is just a bunch of fucking stupid idiots. |
| Tuesday, October 27th, 2009 |
| 2:05 am |
For Halloween I'm going to dress as an anarchocommunist graffiti artist. It will be a good excuse to conceal most of my face at will and also dress fairly comfortably, and of course to be very disrespectful and rant about sociopolitics. Also, it doesn't force me to act a character far from my personality. |
| Friday, October 23rd, 2009 |
| 3:24 am |
I've been having nightmares lately. I'm fucking up. I don't really care. I just want to sleep and watch movies and play video games for a while. The commitments are all becoming mechanical. The relations are labored and irrational. I feel sometimes like I'm losing my mind. I already can't wait for tomorrow to be over, and that in the abstract feels both right and awful, because almost none of the things I'm planning on doing are things I really dislike. |
| Thursday, October 15th, 2009 |
| 7:34 pm |
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| Friday, October 9th, 2009 |
| 3:57 am |
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| Monday, October 5th, 2009 |
| 4:19 pm |
Electronic waste is the way of the future, and we ought to be considering now what we're going to do about it. |
| Monday, September 28th, 2009 |
| 1:19 am |
Oh, to hell with. I'll stay up and write something entirely unrelated to what homework I've neglected this weekend. I can only hope my desire to spend all morning and afternoon sleeping for two days was the temporary product of a busy week. |
| Monday, September 21st, 2009 |
| 5:26 pm |
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| 2:17 am |
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| Saturday, September 12th, 2009 |
| 7:31 pm |
Maybe caffein will help.
I want to read, but I'm so sleepy. I also kind of want to watch a movie or play video games, but I don't want to do those things without getting some reading done. I also don't want to take a nap. This is the recipe for many afternoons/evenings I've spent staring at the walls and the internet. Current Mood:  bleahhhhhh |
| Thursday, September 3rd, 2009 |
| 12:38 pm |
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| Tuesday, September 1st, 2009 |
| 1:57 am |
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| Friday, August 28th, 2009 |
| 12:41 pm |
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| Monday, August 17th, 2009 |
| 3:13 pm |
And these are the remains. Yes, indeed. |
| Thursday, August 6th, 2009 |
| 10:19 pm |
Well. That got unpleasant. |
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