Tuesday, October 17, 2006

It's really serious.

Gawd. I am so in 1998 today. I just finished reading ,several years late, Girlfriend In A Coma. It's been said by everyone years ago I'm sure, but damn. Mr. Coupland, you have gone into my head, discovered my main problem in life the universe and everything and wrote a book about it.

It's both a little exhilarating, somehow, to be able to share traits with others in your generation and yet, a little shame producing also- to be such a tool of your environment or whatever causes the likeness. Everyday, from waking to sleep, lives the nagging, paralysing feeling that I have sooo much I could be doing and yet...nothing. I do nothing. SO much to offer. And nothing. It's HORRIBLE and I know I'm not the only one. My compadres feel it. Why are we smart, creative, sensitive, insightful, original and completely and utterly incapable of releasing it. We cannot manifest. Will it take the end of the world like Coupy suggests?

Also, I can't get Le Tigre out of my head. Hot topics is the way that we run. The book and the song probably came out on the same day. I'm in a time warp.

1998. Bit of a piece of crap year.

As were most of the 90's let's face it.

I tried to take note of how many Morrissey lyrics were quoted in the book but lost track, as I was more interested in the story.

Sing to the tune of your choice- Library, library, I love you. You give me books for free and ask nothing in return, sauf que je les retournes dans trois semaines.It's bilinguiscious. Like Mr.T. and not like me. Uh-oh. Rhyming. First sign of mania.

So, instead of creating and challenging each day, I eat, electronically archive various bits of paper trails of financial transactions, eat some more and sleep. All the while berating myself for my sluglike lack of contribution to things as a whole. No offense to slugs.

Whine, whine whine you say. I KNOW!!! But continue I shall it seems. Doomed to forever see the wasting of potential and effect no change. I know if you don't understand you just CAN'T understand. "WHy don't you f'ing DO something about it you little knobhead?"- you ask me.I DON"T KNOW!!! I DON"T KNOW!!!! AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Meanwhile, these cornnuts taste good. Is is corn-nuts or cornuts? Cor-nuts. Corn-uts. Cocornougatnuggettuts = coconut-covered, nougat nuggets with a cornut inside. I will eat the world.

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