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Jobs are over rated and they make you boring, and tired, and vulnerable to getting hit by a bus no matter what.

Best view is short lived

Reblogged from no blood for techno

Park

http://alleygators.wordpress.com/

Claustrophobia took me into sex stores and strip clubs. To cure boredom, to avoid the social obligation of ten more talks concerning the 5 and a half things that people discuss. Plus curiosity, and the deep seated belief in a dirtier, toothless Baltimore that pisses everywhere.

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I want to watch a movie in which a person focuses solely on doing things for a depressed person that they know.

— Tao Lin’s Third Novel by Matthew Donahoo (via muumuuhouse)

Reblogged from Muumuu House

http://achewood.com/index.php?date=11022007

vicemag:

David Lynch recently told the Huffington Post that for years, in addition to the massive quantity of coffee he drank in diners, the filmmaker also gulped down more than 20 cups of instant coffee (specifically out of Styrofoam cups) a day. Everyone knows instant coffee is fucking disgusting, including Lynch, but his mantra is “Any coffee is better than no coffee.”

Lynch recently released his own signature blend of coffee beans in House Blend, Decaf French Roast, and Espresso Roast varieties, and because I am Super Fan No. 1, I ordered a five-pound bag of the House Blend and set out to see if I could drink 20 cups of the stuff in one day just like my hero.

I figured my little experiment would go OK because, like Lynch, I love coffee in an obsessive way. But as I discovered, jumping from three cups a day to 20 is something that needs to be done gradually. I made it to 11 before I had to stop and switch over to chewing ice cubes and taking handfuls of aspirin to calm my burning stomach and throbbing head. The other major side effect was having to “go to the bathroom” in ways I’ve never experienced.

Here’s a breakdown of how things went.

I’m not sure how close I actually am to 20 cups a day, but I’m totally trying this tomorrow.

Reblogged from VICE