Oh, I don't have, I'm here to....

Nov 10, 2008 13:38

Christ on a pogo stick.

In an attempt to open my eyes to different kinds of things than I usually read, I've had inanimategrace give me some things to read. I'll eventually go back and write about all of them, but for now, you get a rant about a play called Veronica's Room

WHAT THE HELL DRAMA WRITER. I won't go into it, because, well, it's just kriffed up. I just sat on the roomie's bed and stared for about five minutes after I finished it. adsfaslfkajsd;falsjfd;alkdsfja;lkfds.

That's really all I can say about it.

There will be more coherent reviews in the future, I promise, but ARGH WHAT THE HELL.

(Yes, it is that bad. Good writing, good literature but bad in a wtf way.)

to starving for attention, to anyone out of the mainstream, making something out of nothing, boring locations darkrooms perfect faces, connection in an isolating age, friendship is thicker than blood

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