Owen's Hip Style Tip for the Coming Year: Pacifiers
Ok, you gotta believe me when I say I really try. I don't wanna be a miserable crank, truly I don't.
But this country's really fucking pushing me.
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/10/03/dining/03chee.html?_r=1&ref=dining&oref=slogin
Seriously, it was just the other day that I was walking around enjoying the weather and thinking to myself, despite everything, Southern California really suits me. For someone who hasn't made a lot of good choices in his life, moving here was no where near the worst.
And then I read about this grilled cheese bullshit.
I don't have time to go on about how fucking ridiculous this is but. It's cheese and fucking bread. You heat it, it melts, you eat the fucking thing. Does everything in this culture have to slouch toward sophisticated childishness.
Grilled cheese, cupcakes, Harry Potter, and novelty ringtones. That's where we're at.
But this country's really fucking pushing me.
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/10/03/dining/03chee.html?_r=1&ref=dining&oref=slogin
Seriously, it was just the other day that I was walking around enjoying the weather and thinking to myself, despite everything, Southern California really suits me. For someone who hasn't made a lot of good choices in his life, moving here was no where near the worst.
And then I read about this grilled cheese bullshit.
I don't have time to go on about how fucking ridiculous this is but. It's cheese and fucking bread. You heat it, it melts, you eat the fucking thing. Does everything in this culture have to slouch toward sophisticated childishness.
Grilled cheese, cupcakes, Harry Potter, and novelty ringtones. That's where we're at.