Sunday, September 16, 2007

bf4e

so, this. clearly. can i join respectfully? probably not. am i going to join, post zero pictures, accept no friend requests, and log on just to read peoples' profiles and listen to the self-produced rap they post? absolutely.

also, this. i really enjoy that he calls courtney love fans a minority. it's . . . there's just so much there. i once in a paper defined satire as a quantifiable distance between the voice of the narrator and the voice of the author, the reader being able to distinguish the author's real message through his or her disgust or discomfort with the assertions of the narrator. with chris crocker it's almost impossible to figure out how wide the gap is, and i am way, way into it.

last night i saw 3:10 to yuma with my new bffs - it was terrific. i'm clearly in love with russell crowe now. i mean, no other outcome was possible. the hardest but also best thing was, my new bffs and i are so smart that when we were walking around boston garden after the movie, there was nothing to explain. every time i brought something up or gave an opinion, they already agreed with me, so we couldn't really talk about the movie because we all already knew everything that the other two knew. also while we were walking around, not one of us was jockeying for position or trying to be in the middle or trying to get next to someone. i know that sounds like maybe the least important detail, but really, it was just so comfortable. then we went and had a few beers at a bar where i had a spiritual connection with the dj (he played gettin jiggy wit it just as i got up to go to the bar and could dance a little. little did he know, that is the feel-good song of the year, every year) and then we went back to my house and told every secret, ever. i know my roommates probably think i had a threesome because we were all up giggling so late, and i'm tempted to fail to disabuse them of that notion, but really, we didn't. if we had had one, would we be able to watch chris crocker for an hour and then go out to breakfast? never, because here's what would have happened if we had: nothing, because it would never happen.

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