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"Does Nip/Tuck start at eight or nine?" My voice trembled against the tears when I asked this and it occured to me that I was extremely affected by the ending of Lunar Park, which I had finished only moments ago. This doesn't necessarily mean the book is amazing or that I was wrong about it being a let-down. It could simply be a matter of the book's melancholy tone playing on my sensitive nerves right now. Its not a bad thing though. Its actually nice to be reminded that I still have a heart. After Simba died, (note: this is the first time I ever composed that sentence without changing "died" to "passed away")I was hit with a welcome wave of emotion, pulling me out of the sedated haze I had imposed on myself during the previous months. Subsequently, my emotional drive vanished and I turned back into a robot, working at the mall, staring off aimlessly in the only TWO classes I'm taking this semester, consuming fast food and breaking up this monotony with the new episodes of Nip/Tuck and of course Friday night's episode of Real Time With Bill Maher.
I'd like to have a Halloween party and dress up like Dr. Christian Troy (complete with large, square-lense, vibrant red sunglasses and a Miami tan contrasting with the light blue scrubs), but numerous factors are standing in my way of my plans. I need to make myself a drink to even out before Nip/Tuck starts in thirty minutes...
I'd like to have a Halloween party and dress up like Dr. Christian Troy (complete with large, square-lense, vibrant red sunglasses and a Miami tan contrasting with the light blue scrubs), but numerous factors are standing in my way of my plans. I need to make myself a drink to even out before Nip/Tuck starts in thirty minutes...