Sophisticated
True Definition - Having acquired worldly knowledge or refinement; lacking natural simplicity or naivet.
My Definition - Boring psuedo-intellectuals who probably haven't even seen a movie with ninjas in it.
Let me ask you a question or two: How many artists do you know? Now, how does that number correlate with the amount of people you've fantasized about punching? According to my new study, it's probably really close.
The overall purpose of my new study, tentatively called Operation: You're Not Actually Talented, is to rid these kind of people from my life once and for all.
The problem in doing this is the fact that I seem to attract these sort of people in the same way I normally attract danger and intrigue. My initial observation has lead me to believe it starts with the way I dress. I have tested this theory by taking steps to change this. For example: I now wear my thick, black-rimmed glasses as little as possible. When I actually do wear them, I make sure there isn't a cup of coffee, vinyl record, vintage shirt, or any other well known intellectual product avaibable to buy in any direction up to five miles. I realize how difficult this is to achieve in an artistically abundant city like New York, which would probably explain why I only wear my glasses while looking at pornography at work or playing laser tag in Times Square.
Another step in altering my creative aura was to stop talking about tasteful things. I've always had a balanced love for all films good and bad, but I've found it's better for me socially if I only talk about ones starring Marc Dacoscos. Since it's considered immature to enjoy a film based on how many angels lost their wings since its release, I'm able to successfully repel any unwanted company in exchange for a small series of rolled eyes.
As a small disclaimer to those who actively take tabs on how much I'm keepin' it real, I don't actually change the things that I like to avoid undesirable people. I simply make the things in my life - things that most people would try to hide - the only things people know about me. So far my mission has been a complete success as evident by the rad people I've been hanging out with lately.
In the meantime, here's me raging with local neuro-wizard legionnaire.
True Definition - Having acquired worldly knowledge or refinement; lacking natural simplicity or naivet.
My Definition - Boring psuedo-intellectuals who probably haven't even seen a movie with ninjas in it.
Let me ask you a question or two: How many artists do you know? Now, how does that number correlate with the amount of people you've fantasized about punching? According to my new study, it's probably really close.
The overall purpose of my new study, tentatively called Operation: You're Not Actually Talented, is to rid these kind of people from my life once and for all.
The problem in doing this is the fact that I seem to attract these sort of people in the same way I normally attract danger and intrigue. My initial observation has lead me to believe it starts with the way I dress. I have tested this theory by taking steps to change this. For example: I now wear my thick, black-rimmed glasses as little as possible. When I actually do wear them, I make sure there isn't a cup of coffee, vinyl record, vintage shirt, or any other well known intellectual product avaibable to buy in any direction up to five miles. I realize how difficult this is to achieve in an artistically abundant city like New York, which would probably explain why I only wear my glasses while looking at pornography at work or playing laser tag in Times Square.
Another step in altering my creative aura was to stop talking about tasteful things. I've always had a balanced love for all films good and bad, but I've found it's better for me socially if I only talk about ones starring Marc Dacoscos. Since it's considered immature to enjoy a film based on how many angels lost their wings since its release, I'm able to successfully repel any unwanted company in exchange for a small series of rolled eyes.
As a small disclaimer to those who actively take tabs on how much I'm keepin' it real, I don't actually change the things that I like to avoid undesirable people. I simply make the things in my life - things that most people would try to hide - the only things people know about me. So far my mission has been a complete success as evident by the rad people I've been hanging out with lately.
In the meantime, here's me raging with local neuro-wizard legionnaire.
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null:
Like you reading the same shit as a fat, middle-aged housewife would come as a surprise.
clara:
You're about to shove those digits into something of mine, aren't you? 