Paradise and Drugs
Two weird things so far today: i realized two of the books i got out the the library, The Opheus Obsession and The Subtle Knife, are really very similar in idea: growing up, leaving paradise because of knowledge, conscious... it's really weird. And i chose them randomly, i didnt know that before... well i read about Philip Pullman in my dad's New Yorker and decided to re-read the books, but... it's just odd.
Also, my and my sister wer looking back and critiquing all our old school pictures- and i'm totally spaced out in my kindergarten one, we totally think i was on drugs. she still isn't sure whether i was joking when i tried to sell her narcotics...
Also, my and my sister wer looking back and critiquing all our old school pictures- and i'm totally spaced out in my kindergarten one, we totally think i was on drugs. she still isn't sure whether i was joking when i tried to sell her narcotics...


2 Comments:
At 11:10 AM,
Caroline said…
Wouldn't you remember if you were on drugs?
At 3:07 PM,
thebeloved said…
Maybe you don't remember because you were on drugs... oooh... funny though. I once came into a church kitchen and realizing I had forgotten the boiler pot to cook the spaghetti in, exclaimed, "I forgot the pot!" Everyone looked at me and I was teased for days about remembering to bring my drugs.
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