I spend my time online looking for pictures of cats with poor grammar. I spend my time watching my friend’s videos on vimeo. I spend my time obsessively checking the dashboard of my tumblr. Tonight I tried to sit down and read some Vonnegut but I couldn’t.
jillian, in an amazingly pointed and apposite cry for a return to thinksmanship.  i have a feeling this sentiment is encouragingly common.  anyone else out there sometimes feel that despite your quickening refresh-time to the media onslaught, your brain is going to mush?
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