Sometimes I look at my head's reflection in the bus window and feel like there's a cancer inside it: above average intelligence.
I want beer. I love beer.
I don't understand how Frasier Crane goes on living. Nearly every episode is about him humiliating himself in ways that would be unbearably traumatic for most people. His life is endless failure and humiliation, and he just remains pompous and self-assured as hell. Pretty honourable, really. I wish I had his ability to move on from shit.
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