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Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Oh My God Becky, Look At Her Shirt.

Montana. Founded In . A gorgeous mountain state in the north of the US, it was founded in 1864. after the civil war. which was why, to my suprise, I saw a shirt working at supre tonight that had MONTANA in big capitals, with the Confederate Flag below. Which doesn't make any sense. I can't see any deeper witticism, and I spent my break reading Machiavelli - The Prince. I know deeper meaning.

Thing is, it's frustrating for a guy who knows about these things. sure, I liked the "boy scouting" shirt, because I can relate to it, and I know girls who'd get that shirt and wear it because the people around them would get the joke as well. This shirt though, is historically inaccurate, and I can only assume that it as bought with thought leaning towards the appeal of Jessica Simpson in Dukes of Hazzard.

There's no appeal there for me. I can't listen to clothes talk, make-up talk, and pretend to be interested in the slightest. If the montana shirt didn't click as being in error, I'm more likely to hesitate lest I get caught in something I don't want to get involved in.

and there's been a sentence I want to lay down somewhere, a thought stuck in my head before I fell asleep last night, and remembering this morning, and again now, so it might have some worth...

"I just want to curl up in a ball so tight, so tightly that I collapse in upon myself and cease to exist. "

kind of being frozen by fear, and wanting to escape the situation. 'cept I'm not really feeling like that, it's just an image that stuck with me.
posted by Keegan at 10:07 pm

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