December 2010
27 posts
“You want Jerry Jones building your football stadium. You don’t want Jerry...”
– Bill Simmons: Week 17 NFL picks - ESPN
I’m fairly sure that some people exist solely for the purpose of pissing me off.
5 Real Deleted Bible Scenes In Which Jesus Kicks... →
Jesus Christ, Dragon Tamer
Nitrous Oxide
Curse that wicked gas. I’m pretty sure that what I inhale comes straight from Satan’s breath. Innocuous at first. Just for kicks, right, guys? Oh, you guys are gone, but all this equipment has remained. And oh, youre so damn cheap, right? FALSE. Not innocuous. False. You are not cheap. Yes, 12 bucks for 24 canisters appears to be a good idea, until you realize that twenty four...
I need to shave my face,
before I get mistaken for a terrorist. Just. Too. Laaaazzzzy.
Really, 2010 was not a year I care to remember all that much. Here’s to a better 2011.
Confession: I don’t remember the majority of the past few months.
I suspect the culprit is the synergistic interaction between psychoactive substances and terrific ennui.
It struck me earlier this evening, that I can..let go? Let go of this smoldering anger/sadness/self-pity/self-loathing that has been plagued me for years and has flared up most painfully the past few months. Why anger? I dunno. That’s tied to self-pity, I suppose. I possess this feeling that I deserve more than I have, which is a strange thing to say, because I don’t have particularly...
Lewis and Clark, the whole notion of ‘explorers’, very strange stuff. We call them explorers because they ‘discovered’ stuff. But when we say ‘discover’, we mean ‘added to the body of knowledge of a set of peoples’; in this case, the European/American body of knowledge. But, in retrospect, we know that America was already ‘discovered’ and...
Gah, Elliott Smith’s “Needle in the Hay” and the corresponding sequence in The Royal Tenenbaums are both ridiculously good.
I'm going to go ahead and gather up my actions...
up til now and stamp them in ALL CAPS with a “temporarily insane, please excuse”.
a nice, cold, cheery afternoon spent shopping with...
And now home, it’s dark, it’s cold, alone, quiet except for the noises from the television, sounds that are more human than human, Baudrillard echoes and bounces around the inside of my brain; tobacco beckons, offering what is perhaps the only absolutely dependable solace, aside from that which comes in a bottle and tends to cost a lot more than what comes out of my wallet.
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Driver nabbed by same cop on other side of the... →
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A motorist caught speeding in London two years ago moved to New Zealand only to be booked by the same police officer for again exceeding the limit, reports said.
Jim Sullivan's Mysterious Masterpiece: 'U.F.O.' :... →
Law school apps finished.
Suckit Law School Admissions Council.
And, another one bites the dust.
Historicity, yes, determinative of every action, this made obvious to us by Gadamer, a step which we can never take back—but can we get around it? Under/over it? Vattimo/Nietzsche seem to think so—and I am tempted to agree, as Gadamer’s view does leave open the deterministic problem.
Guh
What sort of creature would make that noise? A pig, grunting, perhaps. A person, who can put together those sorts of syllables to make an unpleasant sounding noise, probably to be used to express frustration.
sometimes i do not like this world
And disassociatives can help. Can anyone blame me for seeking solace through them?
I just want a life-fixing button.
It would magically get me a respectable job, one that actually requires a college degree.
It would rid me of the want/desire/unbreakable need to have a portable pharmacy in my room.
It would rid me of tobacco.
It would bump that LSAT score three points higher. Oh, the difference btwn 167 and 170, you are a whore.
It would make me less of an all around tool. I say the wrong things. At the wrong...