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Pretentious Asshole

To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.

About Me

I'm probably not interested in meeting you. I'm hardly interested in anything at all. Except for myself of course.
You probably shouldn't listen to me though. I never say anything anyway. Not that you really say anything either. I love to talk at great lengths about nothing, because it's the only thing I know anything about. This is another good reason why you shouldn't listen to me, I am utterly trivial, and therefore totally boring. I would love to tell you all about how boring I am, but I am afraid that I am terrible at putting myself into words, so my words never say anything about me. This is a good thing, of course, it allows me to talk about myself at great length.
You also shouldn't expect me to pay attention. I never pay attention. It's far too expensive and I never give up what I need. I do however demand it at all times because the best things in life are free.
Because so few people listen to me, obviously because they are following good advice, (which is an awful thing to give because I desire it so badly) I often times find myself talking to myself. This is wonderful. I love talking to people about whom I care nothing.
In my conversations that I have with myself I often find myself quoting myself because it tends to spice up the conversation. I'm full of dreadful quotes that serve to aghast myself.
I, of course, am very selfish, it is one of the best of my bad qualities, of which I have innumerable. I prefer to start off all relationships by listing my bad qualities, they leave so little to be desired, and I would not want anyone to find me desirable, for I am not, I would hate to build a relationship off of a lie. You should never start lying to someone until you marry them. It is true however that all good relationships are based on lies, if we ever actually knew anyone else we would surely find ourselves appalled by them. That's why saying trivial things is so fantastic, they are the only things worth hearing.
Admittedly, I am little more than a marketable fraud. There is not a single discernable characteristic about me that is not easily synthesized. I like to think of myself as a sort of emotional vampire, preying upon real, living, people and taking their form. My wax-like personality molds to whatever I feel is most conducive to my environment and therefore I blend in seamlessly. I have all the traits of a real person, eyes, skin, bone, and maybe you can shake my hand or gaze into my cold, calculating glare, and maybe you even think our lifestyles are comparable, but I simply am not there.
I am a hollow, empty shell simply emulating, going through the motions. Once there must have been what spiritual people call a soul within my now concave chest, but that has been eaten away over time leaving the image before you. I wish that were my name, Image, or Android, some lifeless automation.
My existence is molded by suffering and contempt, I live life like a suicide, one of those unnatural deaths constantly becoming. I hang myself from the tree of knowledge and drown myself in the river of sorrow. In the lost book of the Bible, The Life of Adam and Eve, Adam seeks repentance from sin by standing in the river Lethe for two weeks, I consider myself this type of drowner, though I doubt anything could wash away my sin. The festering wound of life that rots all fruit.
I wander naked, begging for a stone to be cast, to be crucified and purified, but my purity is a vanity. I hope the flames and the lake burn bright on my wasted caraspace. I wander through this relentless, barren desert for reconciliation or some temporary oasis, only to be vulture fodder.
My entire life is meaningless.

My Interests

Abolishing the Wage System
Aborting babies
Absolution
Abstractions
Acetylene virgins
Accusing history
Anal
Android romances
Anthrax
Anticipating the death of Margaret Thatcher
Anorexia
Apathy and other virtues
Arguing constantly
Arranging
Art school
Articulating boredom
Asceticism
Asking God why he likes dead animals so much
Asking where the ducks go in the winter
Atonement
Attempting Suicide
Attracting Lust, Vice, and Sin
Attrition
Awkward Silences

Ballerinas
Beer
Being a lay-a-bout
Being a sexual deviant
Being a spokesperson for my generation
Being a twat
Being comfortably numb
Being completely inappropriate
Being depraved because I'm deprived
Being fake
Being fucked and fucking too
Being greeted with cries of hate
Being high on diesel gasoline
Being in control
Being lied to
Being lost-in-the supermarket
Being nocturnal
Being Patrick Bateman
Being stronger than Mensa, Miller, and Mailer
Being surreptitious
Being the last junkie on earth
Being the scapegoat
Being the victim and the murderer
Being willing to learn, when I decide I'm a fool
Believing in Narcissus
Bible, The Holy
Black and White Television
Blending in seamlessly
Bolshevism
Bondage, Domination, Sadism, and Masochism
Bourgeois lifesteyles
Breaking hearts slowly
British prime ministers and their pornographic affairs
Britney's fat slobbery tears
Bronzing my thighs
Building arks
Bulimia
Bundy, Ted
Burning for you
Burning the bridge at both ends
Buying hand-jobs

Calling Wire at 3 AM to talk about infomercials
Ceasing to exist
Chaos Theory
Cheap dreams
Chemical bliss
Chemical smiles
Chemical romances
Cherry flavoured antacids
Choking
Cleaning
Closing the goddamn door
Cocaine Socialism
Coming from God knows where
Consuming blindly
Crawling sideways
Crosses
Crucifixation
Crying in cars
Crying naked
Cult of Personality, The
Culture, Alienation, Boredom, and Despair
Cutting my flesh
Cutting off my ear

Dahmer, Jeffrey
Depravity
Deranging innocence
Despairing over calories
Destroying evidence
Destroying myself
Dissecting girls
Doing it so it feels like hell
Domination
Drawing
Drinking
Drinking more
Drinking piss
Drowning
Dying in the summertime
Dying on the stairs

Eating in the sin
Eating the flesh of the living
Eating roses
Eating souls
Economics
Electromagnetism
Engaging in lewd sex with unwed teenage mothers
Enola Gay, and not just because it's alone backwards, but because I like getting bombed
Epic Poetry
Erectal dysfunction
Euthanasia
Everlasting emptiness of life, The
Existentialism
Exercising sensitivity

Faggotry
Falling in love with my own reflection
Fasting
Fat men
Finding everything just out of reach like a modern day Tantalus
Finding self harm sexual and attractive
Finding sex quite crushingly dull
Fitting in
Flickering
Flowers
Flying too close to the sun
Following
Foreign Films
Forgetting to take my meds
French
Fucking awful art parties
Furiously hammering upon my genitalia

Gacy, John Wayne
Gein, Ed
Getting naked
Getting off on car-crashes
Giving anything but love
Giving you children
God
Going into the abyss
Gratuitous sex
Grey
Guevara, Ernesto Che

Hanging on a wire
Having a cancerous tumor growing on the side of my neck like a little second head, coincidentally named Bob
Having a heart
Having nobody
Having street spirit
Having wax-like mendability
Hearts
Herbalism
Heroin
Heroines
Hiroshima because I wanted my shadow etched on a wall too
HIV and Starbucks
Holocaust because it didn't really happen, The
Hoping that Michael Stipe goes the same way as Freddy Mercury
Humanities

Ignoring friends
Imposing my cruel reign upon The Smurfs, as Gargamel
Inciting jealousy
Incompetance
Incontinence
Inflicting pain
Insipidness
It's all empty
Izzard, Eddie

Japanese kamikaze fighter pilots
Jesus Herman Christ
Joining cults
Judas Iscariot
Judging m'self
Jumping to conclusions
Jury tampering

Kate and Kristen and Kit-kat
Kids who didn't have a high enough grade point average in high school who were declined from Harvard and forced to go to Brown.
Killing the Zeitgeist
King of hearts because he's committing suicide, The
Kissing open sores
Kissing strangers
Knowing my rights
Knowing what Katie did

Lacking moral guidance
Latin
Learning
Learning to fly
Lifeless automations
Lifeless existences
Light
Listening to Geddy Lee screech like some sort of Harpy or Siren from The Illiad
Little boys
Living life in a concrete bunker
Living life like a comatose
Living underwater
Looking vacant
Loudly proclaiming my brilliance
Love tearing us apart
Love's sweet exile

Magdalene, Mary
Making pretentious claims
Malenkov's chin fat
Managing somehow
Manson, Charles
Manually masturbating a Clydesdale
Masturbating openly
McCarthy, Joseph R. Sen.
Measuring my life with beer bottles
Misogynistic feminism
Missing my virginity
Molecular breakdown of glucose via yeast digestion
Molestation
Myself

Nader, Ralph
Nagasaki, because it's fun to say
Napalm in the morning
Napalm stars
Narcotics
Nature
Never hallucinating
Night
Nihilism and other self righteous garbage
Nixon, Richard
Not answering calls
Not being misunderstood
Not being shy
Not getting enough
Not knowing what love is
Not leaving footprints
Not talking about love
Nuclear weapons and other love affairs of the mid to late twentieth century

Offering no excuse for my blatant disregard of the word "tact"
Often unrecognizable references to David Bowie's package in the movie "Labyrinth"
Operating heavy machinery while intoxicated
Operating on the basis that I will die as I live, alone
Opium based painkillers
Ordering ketchup from the drive thru
Organizing
Ottoman Empire, The

Painting
Parking near bridges
Passing out on the bathroom floor
Peeling skin back
Penis Envy
Perry, Steve, being my wife someday
Physics
Picking flowers
Planting evidence
Pleading for a lobotomy
Pol Pot's genocidal romance
Political Science
Popularising Hitler's mustache again
Pornography and tragedy
Postponing dinner until after my erection
Practicising homosexuality
Praying for death
Prescription drugs
Pretending to be women who killed themselves, like Ophelia, or Sylvia Plath
Prettying my face with all this cream and stuff
Princip, Gavrilo
Puking
Pulling my fingernails out
Purity
Pushing things forward

Quaaludes
Quality revenge at last
Quantifying the amount of people who should cease to exist
Quantum Physics
Quarks
Queefing more than any man rightly should
Queen Mother's bionic appendages, The
Queer Guys
Quiet days in the woods

Racing lobsters
Raining down alienation
Ranting
Rationing Bread to Communist Poland
Razorblade romances
Reading
Realising that Rupert Murdoch is quite possibly the sexiest man alive
Rebecca Riots
Referencing obscure shit
Regurgitating Mcdonald's quarter pounders into the gaping, awaiting mouth of Bill Clinton like a mama bird feeding it's young
Reimbursing Jesus for my sin
Relativity
Relying heavily on wit
Remembering nothing
Removing my pants in public
Removing your spleen and eating it
Retreating into self-pity
Revelation and Revolution
Robotic demon orgies
Rocking the casbah
Rocking out to Journey
Roman emperors
Roman Gods
Roses in the hospital
Ruining other's self-esteem
Running like hell
Russian tsars

Sabotaging my own happiness
Sacrificing two young pigeons or two turtledoves one as a sin offering and the other as a wave offering to Walter Mondale: for he is the LORD
Saying yes
Seared flesh
Self-inflicted gun shot wounds
Selling my soul on EBAY
Selling truth
Serial killing
Setting controls for the heat of the sun
Sighing without a sense of feeling
Singing
Sleeping with common people
Smiling Sadistically
Snorting coke happily
Sodomy, sodomy, sodomy!
Sordid sexual encounters with underage boys via Myspace
Spawning a whole new generation of Mogwai-like beasts to rule as my mutant army
Specialising in revenge
Spilling the steaming bloody entrails of a male calf in it's first year as a burnt offering to Khrushchev on the synagogue floor
Spitting out Plath and Pinter
Sporting a tweed jacket with denim elbow patches like a good natured Oxford professor
Stars
Staying a fixed ideal
Staying Beautiful
Stealing
Straightening
String Theory
Sucking cock
Supplying pre-teens with cocaine
Surface reflections
Surfing this beach
Surpressed screams
Surrealist Painters
Surrogate sex
Survival
Surviving by the skin of my teeth
Swearing at children
Sweating to the oldies

Talking out of my ass
Talking to myself
Talking with poison
Teenage girls with pretentious screen names
Televangelism ( Tempting fate
Terminal diseases
Terminal young things
Terrorising Generations
Thanking God for Esteban
Theology
Theorising
Thinking about your butt
Thriving in awkward silence
Throwing away the key
Time and distance between us, The
Torturing animals
Train tracks that go nowhere
Transporting narcotics in my smooth, slippery anal cavity

Unfairly judging your bloated gut, fatty
Unions
Unpacking bags for the last time
Ursa Major
Ursa Minor
Usurping kingdoms
Utilising every means necessary, they will justified in the end

Vandalising national monuments with phallic imagery
Vanishing without notice
Vanity, Destruction, and Isolation
Vapid self loathing
Violating restraining orders
Violin Music
Virgin Mary, The
Vomiting on the Tilt-a-Whirl

Waiting for the flood
Waking up early (round 7:30)
Walking in the snow
Waltzing around the issue at hand
Wearing the nipple flesh of recently unearthed women as a makeshift mask
Weighing four stone seven
White Anglo-Saxon Protestants
White Zinfandel and suicide
Wincing at your pleasure
Wishing you were here
Wondering what your head would look like on a stick
Words of euthanasia
Working for joy-on-overtime
Worshipping golden calves
Writhing in agony
Writing

Xanax
Xenon
Xenophobes
Xeroxing copies of my ass to meméré
Xerxes

Yearning for razorblades
Yeast infections
Yellow Roses
Yeltsin, Boris
Your slow and painful death
Yugoslavia

Zeitgeist, The
Zepruder's masturbatory cinema
Zeroing in on exposed cleavage
Zipping up bodybags
Zombies

I'd like to meet:



The exchanging of pleasantries is so honestly dreadful; there's nothing pleasant about them, nor is there anything honest about them either. Whenever one has something unpleasant to say one should always speak quite candidly. How I wish to unmask this costume ball in which we so live, there is no time for wearing the shallow mask of manners. I find that the more vulgar I act, the more refined my thoughts become. I wouldn't want to be refined though, refinement is so unbecoming on a person. Vulgar things are so beautiful. I have adopted a strictly immoral attitude towards life, though I am not quite old enough to do so.

That is why I love liars, they are the only honest people left in this world! Furthermore, I abhore honest people, because you can never tell when they are lying. The truth is purely and simply despicable because it is so rarely pure and never simple. It is very painful for me to be forced to speak the truth, I have never been reduced to such as position and I am really quite inexperienced in doing anything of the kind. When I see good qualities, I can only ever think of the bad qualities which they are hiding, and I'm thankful that I only have bad qualities. This is how I have come to know that anyone who talks at great length about anything, is obviously hiding something.

I always say what I mean, but I never mean what I say, although very often I mean things I don't say. Saying things of meaning is so serious, and nothing is serious these days, at least nothing should be. Especially marriage.

When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self and one always ends by deceiving others, that is what this world calls romance. I have only ever engaged myself in one romance and that was the consequence of a misunderstanding between myself and a young woman.

Were I ever to engage myself into another romance it would have to be with an ugly woman, because all good looks are a snare that any sensible man would pleasure in being trapped in, and I am neither pleasurable nor am I sensible. One can never talk to sensible men about anything, therefore I am perfectly pessimistic because I wish always to satisfy.

Women are always conniving ways to win the love of men, but alas a man can only be happy with a woman so long as he does not love her; one can always be kind to people about whom one cares nothing.

Women on the other hand love us for our defects, if we have enough of them they will forgive us of everything, even our intellects. The only way a woman can reform a man is by boring him so completely that he loses all possible interest in life. Women, as some witty Frenchman one put it, inspire us with the desire to do masterpieces, and always prevent us from carrying them out.

I once wore nothing but violets all through one season as an artistic mourning for a romance that would not die. Ultimately, however, it did die. I forget what killed it. I think it was her proposing to sacrifice the whole world for me.

Always is such a dreadful word, I makes me shudder when I hear it. Women are so fond of using it. They spoil every romance by trying to make it last for ever. It is a meaningless word too. The only difference between a caprice and a lifelong passion is that the caprice lasts a little longer.

The worst thing of having romance of any kind is it leaves one so unromantic. It is very romantic to be in love, but there is nothing romantic about a definite proposal. The very essence of romance is uncertainty, if ever I get married, I’ll certainly try to forget the fact.

A cigarette on the other hand is the perfect type of perfect pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can one ask for?

Please forgive me if you are taking me seriously, I'm only serious on Tuesdays between the hours of noon and two. People who are serious all the time are very funny, and people who are interesting all the time are very boring. So I hope that you don't find me interesting, because I'm not at all interested in you, and that's why I have come to adore you so.

I also hope that you don't expect me an intellectual, because only stupid people are smart enough to be intellectuals. It is a sad life to be smart enough to want something more for yourself and yet be so stupid that you are incapable of achieving such pompous goals. Therefore all my enemies are intellectuals, because they are so stupid. I try to be intelligent at all times because it's the only time I ever feel stupid, and I would far rather be stupid, because then I wouldn't have such arrogant desires. So let's have a philosophical debate and be stupid and arrogant together.

In the wild struggle between existance and temporarity we want something that will endure, so we fill our heads with rubbish and facts, in a silly hope of keeping our place.

Why would one want to be enduring anyway? If only life were shorter so I could have learned something from it by now!

Someone multi-lingual and dexterous with a vocal range of 7 octaves. Someone who can knit with machine-like precision and give moving oral presentations psychoanalyzing the major works of Dostoevsky. Someone who can recite the Bible in Aramaic, and actively works on art restoration ranging from Goya to Duchamp with deutsch accuracy. Someone who can stop the growth of their hair using only their mind and cry on command. Someone who breeds endangered species and can play croquet, chess, and hungry hungry hippos with prowess, knows Elizabethan fencing and can cook a delicious vegan four course meal in 30 minutes. Must be able to perform piano concertos and calligraph braille.

Music:


Anderson, Brett
Apple, Fiona

Barrett, Syd
Beatles, The
Beethoven, Ludwig Von
Big Audio Dynamite
Black, Frank
Blue Oyster Cult
Bon Jovi, Jon
Bowie, David
Bradfield, James Dean
Braid
British Sea Power
Buckley, Jeff

Cash, Johnny
Chao, Manu
City on Film, The
Clapton, Eric
Collins, Phil
Cougar Mellencamp, John
Cult, The
Cure, The

Death Cab for Cutie
Depeche Mode
Dire Straits
Doors
Drake, Nick

Elefante
Everly Brothers, The

Fischerspooner
Frank Black and The Catholics

Gabriel, Peter
Geesin, Ron
Genesis
Gilberto, Joao
Gravity Kills

Harper, Ben
Harrison, George
Heatmiser
Hey Mercedes

Idol, Billy
INXS
Isaak, Chris

Joel, Billy
John, Elton
Johnson, Jack
Journey

King Adora

Lennon, John
Liquid Tension Experiment
Lord, Mary Lou

Manic Street Preachers
Mann's Earth Band, Manfred
Marley, Bob
Mew
Miller Band, Steve
Mirah
Morrissey
Mozart, Wolfgang Amadeus
Muse

Nanna, Bob
New Order

Orbison, Roy
Ours

Pet shop boys
Petty, Tom
Pinewood Derby
Pink Floyd
Pixies, The
Placebo
Police, The
Pop, Iggy
Prefuse 73
PULP

Queen

Radiohead
Rasmus, The
Reed, Lou
Rush

Smith, Elliott
Smiths, The
Stabbing Westward
Suede

Tchaikovsky
Traveling Wilburys
T-Rex

Velvet Underground, The

Wainwright, Rufus
Wire, Nicky

Young, Neil

Movies:

Acid House, The
American Psycho
Apocalypse Now
Avalon
Battle Royale
Benny and Joon
Bladerunner
Boondock Saints, The
Brick
Brokeback Mountain
Capote
Castaway
Celestine Prophecy, The
Christiane F.
Clockwork Orange, A
Darkman
Documentaries
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Fight Club
Four Rooms
From Hell
Harold and Maude
Heavenly Creatures
Highlander Series
Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, The
I Ideal Husband, An
Importance of Being Ernest, The
Indiana Jones Series
Labyrinth
Less Than Zero
Machinist, The
Memento
NAKED by Mike Leigh
Neverending Story, The
One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest
Passion of the Christ
Permanent Midnight
Pirates of the Caribbean Series
Pride and Prejudice
Princess Bride, The
Quills
Reservoir Dogs
Royal Tenenbaums, The
Rules of Attraction, The
Saving Private Ryan
Scanner Darkly, A
Snatch
Spun
Star Wars Series
Suicide Club
Trainspotting
V For Vendetta
Velvet Goldmine
What the Bleep Do We Know?
Where the Buffalo Roam

Television:

Absolutely Fabulous
American Dad

Colbert Report, The

Daily Show, The
Discovery Channel

Family Guy
Futurama

Highlander
History Channel

Man VS. Wild
Monk

Princess Tutu
Psych

X-files, The

Young Ones, The

Books:

Abbott, Edwin
Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions
Adams, Douglas
Mostly Harmless
Anderson, Terry H.
Movement and the Sixties, The: Protest In America From Greensboro to Wounded Knee
Anonymous
Go Ask Alice
Asimov, Isaac
Complete Robot, The
Foundation
Robots of Dawn, The
Beckett, Samuel
Waiting For Godot
Bernard Shaw, George
Plays Unpleasant
Blum, William S.
Killing Hope: US Military and CIA Interventions Since World War II
Rogue State: A Guide to the World's Only Superpower
Brite, Poppy Z.
Exquisite Corpse
Lost Souls
Bukowski, Charles
Tales of Ordinary Madness
Burgess, Melvin
Smack
Burroughs, William S.
Junk, Junkie, Junky
Naked Lunch
Butler, Alban
Lives of the Saints
Camus, Albert
Fall,The
Happy Death, A
Myth of Sysiphus, The
Plague, The
Stranger, The

Chbosky, Stephen
Perks of Being a Wallflower, The
Chimo
Lila Says
Chomsky, Noam
What Uncle Sam Really Wants
9/11
Conrad, Joseph
Heart of Darkness
Cumming, Alan
Tommy's Tale
Darwin, Charles
Origin of the Species
de Saint-Exupéry, Antoine
Little Prince, The
Dickens, Charles
Great Expectations
Dickinson, Emily
Judge Tenderly Of Me
Laurel Poetry Series, The
Selected Poems of...
Dostoevsky, Fyodor
Brother Karamazov, The
Crime and Punishment
Notes From The Underground
Elliot, T.S.
Confidential Clerk, The
Wasteland, The
Ellis, Bret Easton
American Psycho
Less Than Zero

Rule of Attraction, The
Gardiner, Patrick
Kierkegaard
Goethe
Faust
Great Writings of...
Golden, Arthur
Memoirs of a Geisha
Greene, Brian
Elegant Universe, The
Fabric of the Cosmos, The

Hawking, Stephen
Universe in a Nutshell, The
Hayek F.A
Road to Serfdom, The
Heinlein, Robert A.
Citizen of the Galaxy
Stranger in a Strange Land
Heller, Joseph
Catch-22
Hemmingway, Ernest
Garden of Eden
Soldier's Home, A
Hesse, Herman
Beneath the Wheel
Demian
Fairy Tales of...
Knulp
Journey To The East
Narcissus and Goldmund
Siddhartha
Steppenwolf
Wandering

Hinton, CH
Episode of Flatland, An
Homer
Illiad, The
Odyssey, The

Huxley, Aldous
Ape and Essence
Brave New World
Doors of Perception, The
Jones, Patrick
FUSE
Joyce, James
Dubliners, The
Juvenal
Satires
Kafka, Franz
Hunger Artist, A
Metamorphosis, The
Kaku, Michio
Beyond Einstein: The Cosmic Quest for the Theory of the Universe
Kerouac, Jack
Beat Generation
Desolation Angels
On The Road
Kidd, Chip
Cheesemonkeys, The
Klosterman, Chuck
Sex, Drugs, and Cocoapuffs
Lightman, Alan
Great Ideas in Physics
Machiavelli
Prince, The
Mailer, Norman
Miami And The Siege Of Chicago
Marlowe, Christopher
Doctor Faustus, The Tragedy of
Marx, Karl
Communist Manifesto, The
McCarthy, Joseph
Epic
Johnny and Mary
Our Hero
True Romance
Miller, Arthur
After The Fall
Death of a Salesman
Miller, Henry
Tropic of Capricorn
Nietzsche, Friedrich
Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Orwell, George
1984
Animal Farm
Palahniuk, Chuck
Choke
Diary
Fight Club
Lullaby
Invisible Monsters
Survivor
Peitgen, Jurgens, Saupe
Chaos and Fractals: New Frontiers of Science
Pinker, Steven
Blank Slate, The: The Modern Denial of Human Nature
Pinter, Harold
Dwarves, The
Homecoming, The
Plath, Sylvia
Bell Jar, The
Complete Poems
Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams
Mirror

Poe, Edgar Allan
Complete Tales & Poems
Redfield, James
Celestine Prophecy, The
Robbins, Tom
Still Life With Woodpecker
Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates
Rufus, Anneli
Party of One: The Loner's Manifesto
Sagan, Carl
Cosmic Connection, The
Salinger J.D.
Catcher in the Rye
Franny and Zoey
Sarton, May
Journal of A Solitude
Sartre, Jean Paul
Nausea
No Exit and Three Other Plays
Reprieve, The
Wall, The
Shakespeare
...the complete works of, and I must mention at this point the modern day obsession with Ophelia as an archetypical feminist and how I end up talking about this all the time. Drowning Ophelia would be a good band name though for either an all boy band or an all girl band under different contexts.
Sophocles
Antigone
Oedipus Rex
Stahl, Jerry
Permanent Midnight
Perv - A Love Story
Plainclothes Naked
Steinbeck, John
Chrysanthemums
Of Mice and Men
Thompson, Hunter S.
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail
Various Authors
Holy Bible, The
Veblen, Thorstein
Conspicuous Consumption
Virgil
Aeneid, The
Voltaire (François-Marie Arouet)
Candide
Huron, The
Ignorant Philosopher, The
Man of Forty Crowns, The
Micromegas
Philosophy of History, The
Princess of Babylon, The
Sage and the Atheist, The
Study of Nature, The
White Bull, The
Zadig
Vonnegutt, Kurt
Cat's Cradle
Galapagos
Player Piano
Sirens of Titan
Slaughterhouse Five
Weeks, Jeffrey R.
Shape of Space, The
Weldon, Fay
IND AFF: Out of Love in Sarajevo
Welsh, Irvine
Acid House, The
Glue
Porno
Trainspotting
Wilde, Oscar
Complete Plays and Poetry
De Profundis
Importance of Being Ernest and other plays, The
Picture of Dorian Gray, The

Williams, Tennessee
Streetcar Named Desire, A

Heroes:

I don't have any heroes, a hero would have to be like a God to me and I really can't believe that. Shaun Ryder used an image of his grandmother to represent God when he was undergoing rehab. Lots of people have said things like that, but I could never pick things like that because they would die. How can you reconcile yourself to a living god like that? Some people take their cats or their dogs as their god, but I think that's nonsensical, because your god is not gonna die on you. The closest I can get to it is nature probably, but then nature is very cruel. It's a question of working it all out, which is why I write, to try and work out the central point.
A god of your own understanding... mine's not gonna be my dead grandmother or my pet cat, and it's not gonna be the Big Man upstairs. And I've got to understand what nature means. It's just a question of working it all out, and I've got a lot of time on my hands, so I can think about it.
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Posted by Pretentious Asshole on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 05:41:00 PST

It's not the answer, it's the conclusion

My name is Jonathan Myers and I'm dead. I know what you're thinking, no plot here, but if you listen closely, I'll tell you a story of my life after death. I used to think the same thing you're probab...
Posted by Pretentious Asshole on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

I like to dissect girls, did you know I'm utterly insane?

EmotionaIStain: Do you like choking? EmotionaIStain: i like giving it. with bits of rope. EmotionaIStain: I like watching girls suffer. EmotionaIStain: I like that point in her eyes when she's act...
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