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Wasted Day
2007-12-08 - 10:57 p.m.
before/after
strangely
non-functional guestbook
[Ed. Note: �Argentum
has fled, wanting to "get the fuck away from people" . � We
�wish him well. �In the meantime, he has submitted
this recount of a part of his day today.]
Watching 'As Good As It Gets' on television.
Nicholson growls out his lines with panache' and the sexiness of a lion
in winter.
He does his naturalistic thing, which is always entertaining.
I remember watching this movie for the first time many moons ago.
�I remember being disappointed that he was cast.
For that role, I wanted something crazier.
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I was going to go jerk off, but Intervention came on A and E.
This 'aspiring model' was a meth addict. �She shot meth into
her heavily track marked veins.
The story just got more depressing after that.
So I didn't jerk off.
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I also watched five minutes of 'Keeping Up With The Kardashians'.
You do not want to keep up with the Kardashians if you have any soul
left in you whatsoever.
Basically she didn't like the level of service that her mother, her
manager, was giving her.
She treated her mother like a servant, and was incredibly bitchy to
her, esp. in regards to her 'career'.
So, to 'wake her mother up', she got her siblings into a ruse wherein
she made her mother believe she was firing her.
And I thought, "what a bitch. �the first thing she does after
getting a TV show was to shit on her mother to further her 'career
ambitions'."
She entirely through her mother under the bus, right out of the gate,
as soon as the television cameras were on her.
It was so incredibly horrible, and reflected just about the worst
aspect of society: �The overindulged, spoiled little whore.
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Changed the channel, in hopes of jerking off later.
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Played the hell out of my guitar for a few hours.
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Called a guy to come plow the driveway. �Said guy has not done
so, and will likely do so tomorrow.
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So I smoked some pot out of the one hitter. �Two puffs.
�Done.
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Now I have to go get some 'Prego' from the store, which is a little
ways away.
The store is depressing. �A depressing dimly lit shack of
failure.
Aisles and aisles full of failure.
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