The self-perpetuating problem

One more blow to the dead horse

Aaand I think I'm done ragging on hipsters for a while. 

Interrogation Tuesday results:

Interesting. It seems that the majority of you have taken the...you know...to be something slightly risqué; some of us have already done that thing, whereas some of us are very unlikely to do that thing. The dissenting opinions were probably my favorites, but I don't know anything about Star Trek (sorry) or tap-dancing (not really sorry about either of them, actually) which apparently dooms my relationship with two more of you.

The smells/moods ended up making a pretty good graphic:

Choose the smell which best describes your current mood.

Between unwashed toes		3	11%
Dusty carpet		4	14%
Rubbing alcohol		1	4%
Drinking alcohol		2	7%
Overripe bananas		1	4%
Wet dog		1	4%
Musty book binding		7	25%
Burnt marshmallow		2	7%
New car		0	0%
Nitrogylcerin		1	4%
Expired shampoo		1	4%
Garbage disposal		0	0%
Chuck Norris' beard		1	4%
Moist rust		2	7%

So. A dang lot of 'musty book binding', but I was kind of shocked to see that for most of you, that was a negative mood. A composite sketch of Crustacean Singles readers made for a crime investigation shows an unhygienic, carpet-dwelling alcoholic librarian who goes camping and allows metals to oxidize. Emotionally speaking.
I can't say I'm surprised.

There's always a way around it

In other news: see to the right on this page, under the heading links? I've added Longer things (writing) which will be exactly what it sounds like. If your attention span is feeling brave, check it out; it should be rather like a series of really long mental health entries which somehow converge on something resembling a unified theme.

In other other news, don't forget to participate in Interrogation Tuesday (see yesterday's entry, or just go here). I'll have the results up tomorrow.

Embracing it is too much to ask

Well, look, I might be an accidental hipster. Why would I think such a thing? For one, the fountain pen in question is from a Carrefour on an island most people have never heard of, and it cost 85 francs, a currency you probably thought had been discontinued. Dang it.

In other news, don't forget to participate in Interrogation Tuesday (see yesterday's entry, or just go here). I'll have the results up tomorrow or Friday.

Even if no one is listening

Interrogation Tuesday! You can brighten everyone else's equally miserable existence by supplying your anonymous input below:

Justified outrage

Mental Health

After having spent the last several years in a state of mild annoyance, Durmont Mercury snapped into a state of extreme irritation with the insignificant provocation of the stupid accent of a wrong number caller, whom he informed in clearly enunciated syllables that he was not, nor would he ever be, Stephanie Q. 

Jumping to conclusions

Mental Health

"This is probably what he would've wanted. I mean, better hit by a bus than...erm...." The bus driver stopped, and the crowd of people and paramedics stared on. He was definitely going to get sacked for this.