Tuesday, February 22, 2011

is reading week actually meant for reading?

heydiddilio neighborino
Well so far, this has been a busy reading week. I've cleaned out houses (from which I received a free guitar and several books), I've spent time catching up with an old friend, and it doesn't look like I've got a clear schedule until the weekend.
Today I'm going to a hockey game, which I am rather excited for. I know the leafs suck; hell anyone with a brain knows that they suck, but it's the atmosphere I love. There's something about sitting in a giant cold refrigerator that I find very enticing. I sit, drink beer, eat hot dogs or nachos.
We're going to the city early to go to other things (my lady mentioned the ROM and the AGO).
Last night I was informed by three different people that I might be a hipster (fuck!). I spent all night looking at "Look At This Fucking Hipster", and have come to this conclusion: Yes, I share some similar elements to hipsters, but there are KEY differences. SUCH AS I shave every morning, I don't wear any bright colours, although I went through a brief phase, I never wear glasses if I don't need them, and if I wear combat boots, I TIE THEM UP.
Yep, so although we have some things in common (skinny jeans, cut off shorts), in the end I am a subcategory of hipster at best. You know, the kind that doesn't try to look like they were diddled every day until age 14?
Ugh, life is tough folks, and labels suck. Even people that don't label themselves get labeled. They get labeled as that "guy/girl that doesn't adhere to labels". Come on, how stupid does THAT sound?
I don't think adhering to a label is really a terrible thing, but I DO think that letting it change who you actually are is the problem. Sometimes adhering to a particular label is a good thing, it can help you meet friends, some of whom will actually be good people and aren't just friends with you because "looky here we both wear yellow cut offs and red high tops" (on a sidenote, I don't wear either of those things).
I think another good thing to go along with this is to listen to all kinds of music. If you like a song, then say so. That doesn't mean it will excuse you from a torrent of ridicule from yours truly, but at least you can have some dignity and not keep your love for songs that are complete crap in the closet.
Anyway, that's the end of that chapter, I have to go gel my moustache to look like an old school French waiter's.
Catch you diddlers on the flipside.

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