Artfag

[…] I was still really horny but my lust wasn't directed at anyone in particular it was sort of a generalized desire maybe my standards were too high but after a while the thought of fucking another one of those stuck up pomo boho artfags really turned my stomach […]

“Someone posted on the Internet that Tom Waits was showing up. I guess they all figure if Tom Waits shows, Jim Jarmusch might show because he's shooting a film in Portland, and they figure if Jim Jarmusch shows, Johnny Depp can't be too far behind. So, therefore, you get all these loser artfags going to a see a band they've never heard of before tonight.”

As I popped open the blister packs, I thought of all the other things I could be doing: writing a story, reading a story, dancing with the artfags, protesting something.