I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity. During these fits of absolute unconsciousness, I drank - God only knows how often or how much. As a matter of course, my enemies referred the insanity to the drink, rather than the drink to the insanity.
Estudiante de kine, umceína, level 21, magallánica lost in stgo, melómana, lectora asidua (para los cambios de estación-findes largos), sungazing, pseudo-gamer, empaque D: . Si hablo poco es porque realmente no tengo nada importante que decir. Creo en el búho Cósmico. Fin.
"Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need. We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War’s a spiritual war… our Great Depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won’t. And we’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off."