the only time a rant is worth hearing is when it comes from the mouth of a weeping willow

oh, so i was there and oh i was high as we swarmed the back end of the truck stumbling our way down the stairs. the fucking tv took up half the room.

went to a friends house tonight who just allowed himself the courtesy of a television the size of nevada. 67 inches or some such nonsense i wasn't there when he boiught it, just sat on the floor when there wasnt room in the apartment for the whole of it and a couch. anyway, there was a little space after that. so i was told. i was drunk enough to fall through a window and get the sensation of lying in a field of cotton candy.

these things are still still these things are still fun and that's why we put up with them. the newness is gone run dry run out on us again.

we've nothing left to worship but television and video cartridges with 128 bit graphics.

better than nothing i suppose.

wake me later if you decide to call.

2002-09-09 | 9:15 p.m.
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