Jun 05, 2006 00:55
English major principle number one- fling it, and see what sticks. Draw your own conjectures as to what "it" is.
I sit around and listen to techno. trance. fast paced synthetics that come from computers in studios. when did all the noises we've come to associate with panic find their way into music? sirens, alarms, screams, name your cacophony.
I'm writing more now, with little else to occupy my time.
And I've cultivated facial hair. I guess that's the key advantage of being surrounded by people I don't ever have to worry about looking good for.
As I walked through wal-mart this week, I thought to myself, "nope. never marrying anyone from columbia". Granted, judging a town by the inhabitants of it's wal-mart is like using Ethiopia as a reference point for all-you-can-eat buffets.
Yeah, so summer's going GREAT, if you hadn't noticed.