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One of the lasting effects of going to college for four years, is that every friday night i start to feel this strange extistential despair growing in me, if I don’t go out drinking. I can’t even think of anything else clever to say, maybe I’ll become anorexic… I have always thought that aneroexic girls in earlier times would be considered spirtually song and would become nuns or virgin sacrifices or something. I mean look Siddhartha by Hesse, the guy in it goes into the forest and gets all spiritually pure, and what are his skills when he comes out? he can meditate and fast. It’s a sign that our society has advanced that we see fasting as a diesease and not some fucking religous experiance.
That being said, fasting does have a certain allure to it, espiacially on lonely, beerless nights like tonight. When I was sick last week i didn’t eat very much two days and all food tasted like shit, so thats probably a little bit what being anorexic feels like…
Fuck I don’t know, maybe if I could get paid for htis bullshit in my head, something would happen