“Reality is fundamentally dead,” says Foucault!

It’s been a while since I’ve written anything, shared anything, let the times new roman become immaterial on the internet. This is because I’ve realized

A)no one really gives a damn about what I think, even if it is marginally interesting
B)I’m too busy to spend time typing
Yet, I conclude ironically with
C) I would like to think, with my own hedonistic tendencies, my ideas are marginally interesting and that I can find time to type into the endless abyss of cyberspace.

D) Postmodernism is sexy, here is why

http://www.elsewhere.org/pomo/

http://www.thebaffler.com/viewArticle/129/0/1/

Happy tunes--

Oh man, I should/do have so many incredibly hilarious stories to share, which will be forthcoming. However, in the meantime I'm full of melatonin sleep aid (HELLLLA)


Just for the record, I dislike this but share it only for its irony and nostalgia it brought me. Sophomore year, mooching meals in the school dining hall, a group of hipsters came up to me and asked me if I wanted to go to a Hall& Oates Party.


...yeah.
I didn't go.

But, I can't get enough of the Morning Benders as of late, because, they're catchy, poppy, simple and always, always lift my mood. Plus their lo-fi album "under the covers" is decent. They are no mountain goats, but they are definitely good driving and painting music, bring me up when it's rainy music, sun shining walking around music...
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Makes me want to go to Berkley all the more...