Contemplating in Stereo Pt 2 version 1

The other Lobe.

First off the new Radiohead album matters. Its that good. I am looking forward to knew music I can care about. Notice I said "Knew". Notice, but don't think. It's an empty shell of a post ironic raised eyebrow. If you think about it you will not just be disappointed but also caught in a exponential whirlpool of literary boredom. You may never read anything again.

Moving On. I am feeling less important than ever. I believe every negative word and gesture ever directed at me and I harbor those in my selective memory banks only to be released in a stream of heavy lead. I had a bad day.

And now for something completely misspelled. sikology. And now a bad habit. Sentence fragments.

I wish I could elaborate on my bad day, but I don't believe in Genies, so I'll pray. I do believe in God. Jehovah that is. The God of the Christians and Jews. I asked him into my heart when I was five. I didn't even scream. Not that I should have, just to clarify. I hope I will succeed one day, but I think I am weak. A little nugget of self pity.

I am going to type a bad word now... ... ... Nevermind.

Contemplating in Stereo Pt. 1

I just measured my facial features and discovered that besides a slightly slouching eye, I am symmetrical. According to something that I once watched with someone that said something, I am attractive. This is the break that I've been waiting for for at least a long time. Now I can show off my handsomeness and not be ashamed at how aggressively pensive or deliberately unqualified I've ever felt at "hot people" parties. I think I'm going to apply for a Hollywood movie, like a sports dramedy or a romantic thriller with Beverly D'angelo and Meredith Baxter Berny. Yes sir I'm on my way to the golden globes.