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Jan 24, 2007 02:19

Last weekend I went to portland. Saw some bands. Saw some friends. Had some Old Mac. Pooped in a truck stop. Good times. I also had a revelation.

A revelation. About hipster girls. The revelation is: Too much of a good thing is a bad thing. Really not much of a revelation or a new revelation. But it hit me and now I'm writing about it, and you're reading about it. So who's the fool?

Down here in the wilds of Bend there aren't too many cute hipster girls. And by "Hipster" I mean punkrock/indie/alt/whatever girls. You know what I mean. So when you do spot one it's exciting and fresh and unexpected. You see that girl and you are excited! Damn! A cute punk rock girl! Yay!  However in a larger town like portland they're all over the place. And after you see the 15th one walking down Hawthorne it's no longer neat. The abnormal becomes normal. And therefore loses its charm. It's like why Suicidegirls is lame. Yeah, I said it: Suicidegirls is lame. I know there are legions of tatooed douchebags out there that think it's gods gift to porno, but I disagree. Because it's ALL the same type of girl. It's like going to thirty one flavors and all they have is different types of vanilla.

I don't know where I'm going with this. Time for bed.
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