Fuck. I'm bored with booze. I'm bored with people into booze, drugs, sex and really bad poetry inspired by the city and Eliot. Seriously. I just look at you and zzzzzzzzzzz. I mean it's great and all that, that you know so fucking much about things of absolutely no fucking importance, but I wish you knew more. I just get so bored with people singularly interested in being non-conformist (conforming to non-comformity I call it) and being different, that it's difficult to talk to them about anything else beyond their sphere of understanding. It would be fun if you could really be as random as you pretended to be. And a little less condescending. A little more tolerant. A little more clear headed. A little more considerate. There's nothing more irritating or boring than wasted people. It's not cool. It's not amusing. It's stirs up no feeling of pity or sympathy. They're all so dull and grey and uninteresting and exasperating. I've had enough of them, really. Wannabe actors, activists and bohemian gypsy tarts with their fucking iPods and jholas and dirty hair - blrgh. Go get a brain that's yours. Retards.