But do I want to be used?
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Good news. I finished Utopia and True Blood, so now I finally can move on to bigger and better things. Perhaps Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman and Wedekind. Perhaps continuing my correspondence. We'll see.
My pants are "slim straight," which is exactly the opposite of their wearer. And, yet, we get along so well.
In other nonsense, this week is potentially the start of an exciting new thing for me: utter, relentless sobriety. Well, I used to do it, but not for a while, at least not very often. I will still imbibe socially (this is the same as going "cold turkey," basically).
Goodbye lazy, tortured artist? Hello, productive malcontent?
Etsy, hell yeah.
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