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It was in my belly bitter, but in my mouth, it was sweet [May. 28th, 2001|01:16 am]
The Veritable TechNinja
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All hope for Lexie love is lost. Yes, like I said, I would have persued her (you?) if given leave. Ennh, fuck it. I think I like her as she is, complications would ensue, and fast. Back to bachelor dejection. Pardon whilest I wallow in depair.
Okay, I'm done. So anyway, I was dead set on sushi tonight, but instead I was given a serendipitous invitation to pizza and movies that eventually spilled over to my place. I felt embarrassed at the condition of my apartment, and the quantity of folks I don't know well. I suppose this is how I get to know folks well, but the process is rusty and delapidated in my mind. I feel like such an elitist for saying this, but I don't know if I want more friends. It's like how I discover bands... I buy a compilation with a track I like on it, and then listen to the tracks selected to be on the compo with it.
Fuck the DEMF. Fuck the scene insurgence, fuck ravers, fuck culture. What a sociological clusterfuck. I want Ascension back. Even if some of the people weren't in the same scene, you knew they were worthwhile people by their conviction to come to a club that doesn't even serve alcohol. They were there to talk. I'm so tired of being a cultural fascist. What's sad is at one point I thought everyone who subscribed to the G/I/C subculture was intellectual, and I could count on it being a gateway to intelligent company by their motivations to subscribe as well as I. Now I find myself not even wanting to go to City Club, but I end up suiting up for no other reason but to further prove my theory that losers abound. If you're wondering if this applies to you, my reader, or any of your folk, I doubt it. I've worked hard to get people I don't like out of my life. That's why I subscribed to such a radical subculture, to push away sociological and psychological concepts I hate from my life. But now all the hebetudinous subhumans have come back. I feel like Crowley or Thoreau, giving up on modern society. This weekend has been one of giving up. Hitting bottom. I guess Fight Club was a good choice of movie for tonight.

[User Picture]From: darkborne
2001-05-28 10:57 am (UTC)
i agree, totally and utterly my friend.
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