Ever the slacker JG's skills include procrastination, making messes and borrowing things he has no intention of returning. He has been around for a rather un-eventful 17 years. He has a love-hate relationship with the suburban dystopia he inhabits and hopes to one-day move to an urban dystopia before retiring to a tropical utopia. He usual finds this kind of autobiographical introduction value-less but fun. In an attempt to relate this to something he has given us a list of beautiful things: the music of DAT politics, the movies of Wes Anderson, the photography of Edward Burtynsky and the books of James Joyce. There is more but he feels that this list will suffice. Oh, he also has a penchant for the third-person. JG bids you farewell.
...an individual. ill-prepared to face the most basic of acids, litmus tests of totality, shrinking from the light in of undiluted virtue, backstage, illusory aid, if that—-an amalgamated conglomeration, an amassed descriptor cardicle of barnacled leather to all but superficial excepting of congenial auspices of early 20th century literary masterpieces, carnal imitations of half-grasped Beyond although the beauty is in the art: thus far sunken a human race through all trials and tribulations of the past few granules lost in the endless passageways of internal desert, a collection of memories unremembered and those unforgot "is the glass half-empty or full?" that is the secret—-that it is both and more beside.
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Ever the slacker JG's skills include procrastination, making messes and borrowing things he has no intention of returning. He has been around for a rather un-eventful 17 years. He has a love-hate relationship with the suburban dystopia he inhabits and hopes to one-day move to an urban dystopia before retiring to a tropical utopia. He usual finds this kind of autobiographical introduction value-less but fun. In an attempt to relate this to something he has given us a list of beautiful things: the music of DAT politics, the movies of Wes Anderson, the photography of Edward Burtynsky and the books of James Joyce. There is more but he feels that this list will suffice. Oh, he also has a penchant for the third-person. JG bids you farewell.
...an individual. ill-prepared to face the most basic of acids, litmus tests of totality, shrinking from the light in of undiluted virtue, backstage, illusory aid, if that—-an amalgamated conglomeration, an amassed descriptor cardicle of barnacled leather to all but superficial excepting of congenial auspices of early 20th century literary masterpieces, carnal imitations of half-grasped Beyond although the beauty is in the art: thus far sunken a human race through all trials and tribulations of the past few granules lost in the endless passageways of internal desert, a collection of memories unremembered and those unforgot "is the glass half-empty or full?" that is the secret—-that it is both and more beside.
Such is the current nature of the beast.
Fruit, anyone?
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