I read this a few weeks ago and liked certain bits of it, but it never quite it home till earlier tonight. I've butchered it quite a bit, but I've got the original if anyone's interested.
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Question:

I am living the wrong life. I should have done sciences in college, not humanities. And even in humanities, I should have gone for a law ( Read more... )

I like my new job. I've been there for a little over two weeks now. The chefs I work with are cool and listen to similar music, one of them is a german who listens to more florida bands than I do and has actually heard of , and appreciates, the Afghan Whigs. My boss is a geek masquerading as a working class badass, the waitresses are cute, and now ( Read more... )

I never knew it was possible to be affected by a rock album in quite the same way as The Afghan Whigs' Gentlemen has affected me.

Having a Livejournal is completely redundant right now.

Uncle Stein Will Review Practically Anything Out of Boredom

Okay, so I never post anything anymore but I've come out of livejournal slumber to rave about Sunflower Butter. Yes my friends, you heard right. Sunflower is the new Peanut when it comes to lording it over the spread-kingdom. I mean, did you even know this shit existed? I sure as hell didn' ( Read more... )

So, about three years ago I wrote a little Lovecraftian prose-poem and handed it in as an application essay to Bennington College two months late. (Despite this, I got in anyway.) Since that time it's just been sitting on my external hard drive gathering electronic dust. Given the rate at which said device seems to get dropped, I've been fearing ( Read more... )

shit. shit shit shit shit shit.

what the fuck do I do now?

"Let me tell you the most beautiful story I know ( Read more... )

The distance may be said to remain as small as we please, but I can never seem to please quite enough.