So I have a few blogs that I just check periodically to see wazzup and Que Sera Sera is one of them. I think I found it because of McSweeney's lists or something. I've mentioned it before. Sometimes she'll write something that really rings my bell. Today I went a little into the archive on the site when I found this great bit:
"I spent a good part of my afternoon blasting The Ramones and chewing my bottom lip and writing “You are so full of shit” over and over to myself on my notepad. I vividly recall fifteen years ago (FIFTEEN YEARS AGO, half my life ago), Sharpie-ing black the pink cover of my Mead spiral notebook while blasting “Never Let Me Down Again.” My thoughts, they were too serious to live inside such a happily-colored spiral. I was Making A Statement. Couldn’t you just die.
"At least I’m in the right frame of mind for what I’m working on. One thing Cringe has taught me is that I have zero patience for teenagers. I always thought I’d be one of those cool adults who Understood and Listened, but now I realize that I’m like, Yes, life is hard, but you are not the first person to ever have a thought and right now your skin is so supple so shut the fuck up. Go draw on your notebook. Please, go form your personality somewhere far away from me. I should totally have kids."
I just felt like that thought came straight out of my head, complete with adoration for Depeche Mode. Sometimes I love it when I find a piece of writing that could be mine and then I think, damn, why didn't I write that?
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