>Garbage – My Lover’s Box
Today sucks. I haven’t talked to anyone, which come to think of it is actually cool. I finished Crash by J.G. Ballard at 2am today, it was so cool, it was much more sequential and explanatory than the movie. But I guess that’s to be expected. I feel like I should finish this entry with a quote from Crash. I’m going to get my book. The narrator is looking at a car crash victim named Gabrielle, whose scars are so deep they almost are orifices. “I dreamed of other accidents that might enlarge this repertory of orifices, relating them to more elements of the automobile’s engineering, the ever-more complex technologies of the future. What wounds would create the sexual possibilities of the invisible technologies of thermonuclear reaction chambers, white-tiled control rooms, the mysterious scenarios of computer circuitry?” It’s a pretty lurid and shocking view of the future, but I like it, it’s different.