Saturday, September 23, 2006

Man Ray

While eating breakfast this morning, I cried. I woke up inexplicably sad, or more accurately, emotionally labile (it was not PMT). It came from nowhere and hit me like a ton of bricks. I cried at sad things, I cried at funny things, I cried at the MTV-flux best music video clips, and the British Red Cross appeal ads. Every other band is a derivative of Radiohead. Just that idea seemed so momentous that I felt choked up. And why is Ben Stiller in P. Diddy's video clip? This made me cry. It was as if every hint of emotion was amplified a million times and manifested itself as my tears.

I'm so thirsty now.

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