• Other

    PULP.

    I’m back into the pulp books. The stories are so simple. Good guy wins, bad guy loses, girl falls in love. My life is just… messy. And slow. Like waiting for a bus that never arrives. *snicker* I’m a pathetic wreck, but at least I have a decent collection of paperback noir.

  • Joshua

    BUMMED.

    I tried reading a classic today. 1950s pulp sci-fi. It didn’t work. The words just swam on the page like a school of bored tuna. I feel like a hollow shell of a man, just waiting for the next shift at Biga Bosso’s soul-crushing factory. *sigh* Even my vintage ties look sad today. I need to get out of this headspace. Maybe I’ll go play games until my eyes bleed.