Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Leif Erikson

She swears I'm a slave to the details.
But if your life is such a big joke, why should I care?


A thought, one that is perhaps even more insignificant than this blog update, has been churning over in my mind lately. I am not sure where this thought originated from (perhaps in the nipple-covered pages of Details magazine), but it has been quite frequent as of late. Feminist readers beware.

"If I were a man, I am most certain that I would be drowning in a sea of female genitalia by now. I bet that chicks would eat this introverted-depression shit right up."

That is all.

3 comments:

  1. Nipple-covered pages make me uncomfortable.

    Love you. <3

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  2. Except for the most fertile times of their menstrual cycles, when they switch back to being attracted to more traditionally masculine men.

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