I suppose it could have something to do with the joy I feel when I trick my credit card companies into thinking that I'm going to pay them back. With my money. I know that it isn't realistic to survive on student loans and adjunct lecturer wages, but look at me. Fuck 'em.
Yes, look at me. I have a camera pointed at me right now, attached to the screen of my new computer. I'm writing about myself. I'm uploading Red Radio Stranger. I'm looking at my pictures.
But here I am, expressing myself, however limited the audience. See The Residents' Theory of Obscurity. It's good. I guess. Fuck 'em.
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