turd extraordinaire
oh man
being high and wondering what people think of you? why?????? my brain is an asshole. i need to start being friends with my subconscious again.
i’m not fit for human consumption.
boo hoo. hoo. hoo.
6AM
3 beers on an empty stomach last night. woke up, heat travelling up and down my body. almost instantly i lean over and vomit water and beer onto the floor. it’s 5:30 AM. I would swear to you if it wasn’t for that alarm that i could have waken up without a jolt and not thrown up, but i did. drove all the way home with the AC on just to make sure i did not vomit liquid all over myself. it’s not even that bad just the feeling in my stomach, telling me that it might not be over yet, has me worried.
also just had the most cliche conversation with someone about movies
we talk about edward norton as the hulk. i explained that i didn’t think edward norton had any real business being the hulk because he just doesn’t strike me as a bruce banner type.
then OF COURSE we segue into FIGHT CLUB! i tell him, Fight Club is whatever (over played and overrated) and there are better David Fincher films. then he tells me that he doesn’t care about david fincher he cares that Chuck Palahniuk wrote fight club and he’s a great author.
chuck palahniuk! everyone reads him and he’s alright. i’ve read choke, diary, and haunted.
but i mean. i would read vonnegut any day over palahniuk.
then we’re talking about favorite directors and of course he mentions WES ANDERSON.. who is great and then of fucking course QUENTIN TARANTINO.
see what we’ve covered here? is there anything unique here or interesting? did i learn about anyone or anything new? no.. i felt like i was talking to a film school freshman.
i just wish people would like other things. things that not everyone likes. i could predict the conversation as it was happening. . . BORING SHIT.
