Thursday, August 24, 2006

One Month On

It's been a month since I turned 20. So that's 11 more months until it is socially acceptable for me to behave like a pervert. It's funny how it is alright for a 21-year-old to watch a sick-ass show like The 18-Year-Old Seductress but society frowns upon a 16-year-old who watches it. When we all rightly know that they're both watching it for the same reason: because they're both horny dogs. Who want to see some sex.

I've been in a rather reflective and contemplative mood this past month, exploring and developing both ideas and ideals in my head. And so cryptically, I present to you the fruit of my mind...

Clerks 2 "Sometimes I wish I'd done a little more with my life instead of just hanging out in front of places... Maybe be an astronaut. Go into space and shit. Be the first to find a new alien lifeform... and fuck it. People would be, like, "There he goes. Boy fucked a martian once."
Harold Lee "I want that feeling. The feeling that comes over a man when he gets exactly what he desires."
Epistemology "Do you really think you know what you know?"
Rage Against The Machine "Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm!"
Yamagata, Rachel "Everybody's talkin how I can't can't be your love, but I want want wanna be your love"
Limp Bizkit "If I say fuck two more times, that's 46 fucks in this fucked-up rhyme."
Tribbiani, Joey "I am not a sex blob!
Austin Powers "No, this is me in a nutshell: 'Help! I'm in a nutshell! How did I get into this bloody great big nutshell? What kind of shell has a nut like this?'"
November 7, 2006 "ORD, bitch!!"

And all of that, sloshing around in my head points only to one thing, really.

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