I’m not exactly sure what I’m writing about this week. I had a few topics in mind, but none of them seemed to stir something inside me in the way Natalie Portman’s shaved head or 2 Girls 1 Cup did.
What I can tell you is that I have enough salt coursing through my body right now that the Dead Sea would float on top of me. Or something. Goddam that’s a horrible metaphor.
It could be because I’ve had four hours of sleep, or the fact that my cellphone spontaneously died this morning or maybe it’s just the kind of existential crisis that besets millennials daily when they realise how shit everything is. Regardless, hit the jump for the ramblings of a man short on sanity and high on caffeine.