Today my Polish chiropractor who speaks in a language sung by Sigur Ros asked me the age-old adolescent question.
“What are you going to do after college?”
And I wondered if “I’m going back to kindergarten because I refuse to grow up” would sound like a good answer.
It’s not about the wrinkles. Nor the sagging waistline.
It’s about settling in and getting your wings clipped.
“I’ll run through a thousand parties
I’ll run through a million bars
Nobody knows where you are living
Nobody knows where you are”
No matter what happens, however you feel, aside from suicide you will always have this less depressing alternative.
You know in this country those DVDs cost IDR5000-7000 a piece so even if you’re flat out broke I’m sure you can afford them.
In case bankruptcy isn’t the cause of your depression I refuse to believe that you cannot afford those chips (except the Kettle one because it’s froyking expensive (and probably Jewish)).
The assorted cookies may or may not be attained from your parents’ friends because women over 40 have the tendency to bring them up in any conversation just so they’d sell. “Aunties are the new post-modern scout girls”.
As for your taste in DVDs it’s actually quite subjective so don’t pressure yourself to watch one of those intelligent types just so you can have a good date conversation. When you feel like crap you can shoot date conversations to hell if you want to.
So stay in. Keep the shutters closed. Grow fat.
Those movies will change your life.
- The Radio Dept. in “Against the Tide“
by David Fullerton
