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You should all buy Arjun Basu’s book Squishy. LOOK! It has a cheerleader on it.
I’m ordering mine in a few weeks time. Wheee!
What does it matter how many lovers you have if none of them gives you the universe? — Lacan
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We don’t have shrinks or priests,
and if you don’t wanna talk to me that’s fine.
But you better talk to someone in this club and work this shit out.
To jeer, or not to jeer, that is the question:
Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer
the jumps and claps of outrageous fortune,
Or to take poms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them: To die, to sleep
no more; and by a sleep, to say we end
the heart-ache, and the thousand natural stunts
that lycra is heir to? ‘Tis a collision
devoutly to be wished. To die to sleep,
To sleep, perchance to Dream; Ay, there’s the pep,
For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come,
When we have cartwheeled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause.