Thursday, October 06, 2005

Already Dead

Normally I'm not gonna get on people for their different tastes, and if they want to carry a nail file and rub it on their eyeballs on the way to work, that's fine with me. But that doesn't mean i don't get startled sometimes. For example...what kind of Hopeless Desperation makes you read Who Wants to Be Me? by Regis Philbin in the subway on the way to work? Why?

Have you completely finished the rest of your queue of books? This is it? Or is it one that's been sitting on your shelf for a few months, and even though you have a bunch more ahead of it, you just can't wait anymore and have to Get To It?!

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