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We are but men. Rock!
On 2002-10-25 at 2:54 a.m.... Major life decisions are ridiculous, so from now on I'm going to take all mine by secret ballot, so I don't have to be involved. Example: there were 20 jobs going at the United Nations in New York, where (in dreamland) I'd like to work. How many applicants? Oh, 10,600. That's all. Which leads me to ask what the goddamn motherfucking point is. Also (sadly), by this point, a total change of direction is not an option. I am Hungary, my father is the USSR and college is the Warsaw Pact; if I change my mind, there'll be open warfare and missiles stationed in Cuba before I can draw breath. We are absolutely going to Rock World on Saturday. Say it with me. Rock World. Bright lights, big city and lots of black. Also, downloading 'When Doves Cry' by Prince? A huge mistake. There's only so much 80s synth-pop that the world needs. Now, '00s synth pop is an entirely different proposition, and I'm not just saying that because I want to be the jam in a Fischerspooner sandwich. Okay, I am. It's 3am. Like an owl with a ketamine addiction, I am nocturnal, bitter and continually troubled by mice.
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