...as young as we're ever going to get...

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Always earnest, almost never serious, I do not enjoy long walks on the beach or any of that nonsense... I do enjoy good and/or good-looking people, black coffee, margaritas, midnight onwards, hectic cities, philosophy & chatting throw-away metaphysics, &c... I'm more left-wing than I should be, more abstractedly-minded than I should be, more averse to forwards-planning than I should be - at least, if I wanted to 'get anything done in this world'. But since I don't actually want to get anything of that sort done, I'm good.
My life is surreal - like if Kafka and Hunter S. Thompson got together and took a road-trip to Disneyland...

Just spoke to my mother on the phone, just got profoundly irritated with my mother on the phone, just told my mother that according to Julia Kristeva if I don’t commit succesful matricide I will never be happy. And so ends a conversation. I didn’t feel the need to add that it only had to be a symbolic murder.

I don’t agree with Kristeva - but I do enjoy a chance for some good sensationalism. 

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