Is anyone else bothered by Target's use of "Funner" in their summer slogan, or the Gain commercial that says "Gooder"? It would just seem dumb if I hadn't seen Idiocracy, now it's a goddamned harbinger of electrolyte-enriched DOOM.
I managed to read quite a bit today, and study some Spanish. I read an awful interview with a mean-spirited smug critic, half of a graphic memoir about weight loss, several chapters in
Snow Leopard and the beginnings of several pieces in the new Poets and Writers. I didn't read
Love and Rockets #9 (which just came in the mail today) because I want to savor it. It's got a storyline about Izzie's writer's block. I also read about Broke-Ass Stuart's Goddamn Television Show.
This feeling I'm having lately
must might be writer's block. I am afraid to begin writing either essay on my plate because I don't want to fuck up the potential they have right now as just ideas. Once I start carving a path, there is so much opportunity cost in paths eschewed. How can I wreck the creamy white canvas with a paint splotch? So my last task tonight is a simple outline of each, only down to two levels. Easy-peasy. Except I've been putting it off all night.
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