#31

Maybe it's really that nifty willing suspension of disbelief. For that little while, loathe yourself and cry along with Plath, accidentally shoot your wife in a drunken game of William Tell, triple your age and be cynical like Smollet, side a fall-out boy and quip along with either WW or Coly against the other, or buy an oversized Staedtler rubber and join the eraser gang of postmodern prettyboys. Can you really study them without any belief? Embrace, go on a ride; they all need some love, and I'd rather be half insane than distance myself from some of the most interesting people around (or dead, actually mostly dead).

#30

i grew up sketching maps upside-down in geography classes and they told me it's wrong.
now some really smart adult claims that the map precesses the territory, or something, so maybe you just held your territory the wrong way up. (why is everyone getting stroppy, maybe you should just flip it around?)

i want out, may i?

#29

At school, you get don't parole. Good behaviour just brings you a longer sentence.

Indeedy! And a friend commented on my nice-sounding sentences, but she claimed she didn't get much content from my essay. To which I reply -- darn, now you know my trick:

#28

A recovered chunk of text while springcleaning the computer:

Recently I've just been reduced to punctuation marks. Is that minimalist beauty? Or an essenced magnified goodness that no words can replace?
(Watching my letters and spaces appear on screen as I type: very surreal.)