this green template is bringing me down. I must get me a new one. so many choices, each of them wrong in some subtle way. lets see. minima? rounders? ms moto? jellyfish.
spineless jellyfish. ah that takes me back. I've had the chance to observe the young lately. now that I'm not one of them, I can observe, from the outside so to speak. anyway, I'm fascinated yet horrified by what I see. it's not just the ridiculous fashion sense -- I mean oversized sunglasses and anorexia are probably better than the many fashion atrocities of my era of which stirrup pants were the least offensive -- it's the overwrought earnest angsty hormonal self involvement. I accidentally caught about 7 min of THS Lindsay Lohan on E! and thought, wtf?
it seemed the appropriate non-response. watched a movie last night the message of which was live dammit live. the underlying message was, hey living is pretty strenuous why not let us do the living for you and you can just watch. its true watching is more convenient. but then you're exposed to fox news and their obsession with rosie o'donnell.
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