untitled (cretinization)
Christ. What a mess. But I made this thing (and then told only a few people of its existence) knowing full well it would be updated only sporadically, would embody my "Cheap & Shitty" ethos, would leave virtually everyone wanting.
My child is napping. There are dirty dishes on the table. I'm not feeling well and could use another nap. My partner is shopping for camping supplies. We've never been camping
I tried reading some essays, but . . .
- does anyone really need another explanation of how the cretinization of America occurred?
- why the hell is everyone so long-winded?
- reading just makes me feel guilty about not writing?
- I have a whole pile of books just waiting for my eyes?
- another piece of chocolate cake and some masturbation?
- just a cup of tea?