Here is not sunset last evening but some time ago, as if it makes any difference. Ah yes, reading Sunset magazine in the library before relocating to Oregon and subsequently this God-forsaken artificial entity whatever you call it it's a hateful place snookered by media phoneys scripted by lamest excuse for selling stuff we don't need. (A hoot the way they marionette their hands.) Stupid, lazy people... more hangers on to lucre lovers than anything. Never watch them. Arizona is indigenous word and they think they invented 'our state' when they're but parasites.
There's been nothing but banality here.
Only mine own ingenuity kept me going.
Listened to these arseholes after football.
They need to shut up and accept defeat.
Oops; forgot they're shilling cheap furniture.
The magazines were travels and sights and patio projects, right? Gardening! I've given it all I could but never any help from the little shits nor care nor any reason to finish anything for no one cares so why do anything except get out of the delusion and live in the woods and let it all be as it is without manipulation or pretentious assignment of significance where there is none but what is conjured up by marketeers fixated on dollar value of your... delusions. Well - that makes it all so Vedic, all is illusion and all that, so why bother? Dunno. I'll see Francesca in the morning. She makes me care.
The magazines were travels and sights and patio projects, right? Gardening! I've given it all I could but never any help from the little shits nor care nor any reason to finish anything for no one cares so why do anything except get out of the delusion and live in the woods and let it all be as it is without manipulation or pretentious assignment of significance where there is none but what is conjured up by marketeers fixated on dollar value of your... delusions. Well - that makes it all so Vedic, all is illusion and all that, so why bother? Dunno. I'll see Francesca in the morning. She makes me care.
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