Tuesday, February 1, 2011

I'm feeling.. like the Roscoe of Olde.

... I'm in the midst of trying to forcibly reshape my knackered sleep schedule, and thus, laced to the extremities w/ caffeine from espressos, having been awake for 13 hours and counting, and hitting the point where I find dangerous significance and importance in bits of cultural ephemera. Basically I'm about two steps away from this old standby.
... and it feels... right. Someone get me a new Sorkin show to realign the language centers of my brain, will you? Or forcibly return me and everything else to the late 90's and early Oughts?

2 comments:

_J_ said...

We need HBO.

Roscoe said...

I know. damnit.

Garfunkel and Oates series?!