June 27, 2006

Reuters reports that Americans have fewer close friends nowadays. Oddly enough, this makes me feel better about my own isolation. Most of the people I meet are humorless and bland. I only seem to get along with the insane homeless people screaming outside my apartment. The people I relate to are a subset of the target market for Comedy Central’s Adult Swim; specifically, the non-stoner, slacker, semi-intellectuals who parse the teachings of Harvey Birdman for transcendent wisdom. Like me, these people rarely leave the comfort of their faux-leather coach. Even if I did meet a few kindred souls, I’m far too lazy to ever do anything with them. And so I continue in my hermetically sealed Internet bubble. Thank goodness for porn.


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