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Gah. I was heading out to find some Benadryl to fix whatever was making me feel like I had been on the wrong end of a monster truck rally and on my way out the door some girl stops and goes, "Oh! The Ramones! (indicating my hoodie) I have a poster of them in my room! Are they a band?!" I was slightly...I guess I was agast but her obviously embarassed-to-be-seen-wit-a-moron boyfriend chimed in and was like, "Yes. They are a band."
I guess I don't have the concept down of buying something with a logo or something and not knowing what it means. It kind of reminds me of when Voltaire went to Japan and some guy had swastikas tattooed all over himself *and had no idea what it meant.* As in he had never heard of the holocaust, (or, I think, the Indian swastika) and was thus horrified when Voltaire told him what he had put all over himself.
Point is: I blame hot topic. Everytime I see someone at Wooster with a CBGBs shirt on I want to walk up to them, slap them, and demand they tell me what CBGBs IS with the threat that if they don't know, I'm going to slap them much, much harder and detach them from their t-shirt.
It's amazing what they put in a pill, as tiny as this little Benadryl. Something called diphenhydramine and acetaminophen and pseudoephidrene.
Hydropropylmethylcellulose. And you're thinkin' what I'm thinkin'...that's a pretty long word for something that does nothing.
God damn it, I want to make popcorn or something but I can't use the microwave.
I guess I don't have the concept down of buying something with a logo or something and not knowing what it means. It kind of reminds me of when Voltaire went to Japan and some guy had swastikas tattooed all over himself *and had no idea what it meant.* As in he had never heard of the holocaust, (or, I think, the Indian swastika) and was thus horrified when Voltaire told him what he had put all over himself.
Point is: I blame hot topic. Everytime I see someone at Wooster with a CBGBs shirt on I want to walk up to them, slap them, and demand they tell me what CBGBs IS with the threat that if they don't know, I'm going to slap them much, much harder and detach them from their t-shirt.
It's amazing what they put in a pill, as tiny as this little Benadryl. Something called diphenhydramine and acetaminophen and pseudoephidrene.
Hydropropylmethylcellulose. And you're thinkin' what I'm thinkin'...that's a pretty long word for something that does nothing.
God damn it, I want to make popcorn or something but I can't use the microwave.