Literary theory hell in Montreal

I'm sitting in an atrociously upholstered easy chair (I mean the color, not the quality) here in The Fun Room (will explain later), typing away at an essay that compares and contrasts Jacques Blais's "L'unite organique de Bonheur d'occasion" and Gilles Marcotte's "Bonheur d'occasion et le grand realisme". I have a cat sleeping on my left leg, a laptop in front of me (obviously), and a Red Bull on the desk next to me. It snowed last night, and for the first time this season it stuck- everything outside is covered in a cotton-like white blanket of ice. I really don't want to write this essay, but if I have to do it, this is the way. I can only think of two (2) additional items which might contribute to my intellectual meanderings as I vomit them into a Word document: Kendra, siting naked on the chair next to me, and a big fat fucking bowl of tasty you-know-what. Mmm...

I hate christianity, and america, and apple pie, and saturday morning cartoons.

I just saw the trailer for "What would jesus buy?". God I hate god. Why do people need it so much? Well anyway, this movie is supposed to be some docu-comedy about the consumerisation of christmas, and our country. Look, here's the deal. The Christians stole a harmless seasonal festival and slapped their own meanings and implications all over it, so why shouldn't america do the same? We saw an opportunity and took it.

Now, if this is all about the troubles of debt and consumerism, that's fine. Those things are terrible. My debt should be erased, and i should receive everything I want for free, no payment of tender or labor. Especially weed. Send weed now. I have no problem with attacking one of Americas founding principles (I even helped write a jingle for it once....), but why dilute a wholesome message with religion? It just screws up what was a feeble argument to begin with. Basically, we're pissed off that we like buying things for each other.

For more evidence I hate America, go here!

The Gorrilaz suck live.

They do. I just watched it on TV. I like the way this font makes everything I write look important. But yeah, it sucked. Namely, they played everything too fast, which is pretty inexcusable when you make the kind of super-produced stuff they come up with. You know the BPM, just get it right, yeah? If I can stick it out at 87 BPM, why cant the guy getting paid millions do it?