the internet and cable at my house has been cut off due to insufficient funds.
because of this, i have been completly unaware of all that is going on/not going on in the world.
a bit vulnerable due to this, i walk out into the unknown horror/sadness/ deaths have occured.
i know nothing.
all i know is the book that i am reading-and it's all about some writer in the 50's.
all i know is genet's evil, thick cigars, and homosexual writers who are banned for their erotic content.
until that is, i fumble on the internet and discover that Haiti has suffered, Jay Reatard has died, and Pat Robinson is a fucking asshole-
i think i would almost rather stay buried inside.