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- Rob Brezsny says I should get back in touch with my muse. Ha. You think that's going to happen? A few weeks ago Rob Brezsny told me to rage about pissy crap for half an hour, which I did, and I produced a very rad piece of paper covered in angry words and paint. That was rad, this is not. My neighbors' internets continue to be elusive to me; the girl next to me is coughing up phlegm at frequent intervals and at a high volume; my corduroy pants that I couldn't wear six months ago because they were too big are tight today (I'm not complaining, just saying); I'm going home.
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