March 2011
73 posts
fin
i’ve been listening to the crooked rain (crooked rain) version of ‘grounded’ and i can’t help but think it’s about infinite jest. although i suppose that’s only because there are two lines near the end about a “tucson ridge” and “smoking marijuana.” i’d really love to read the book again, but it means a lot to me now, and i feel like i should only read it during a ‘significant’ part of my life.
i’m just waiting for it to all come around again i guess.
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