Reading an article earlier, in vanity fair no less, yes, VANITY fuckin' FAIR?! yeh, i kno, you'd think that it would be a grade-a read. But oh no... bitter dissapointment. It was actually offensively dissapointing. Article on Heath Ledger, you know the guy - broke back mountain, and the epic role as the joker, yeh him. Anyway, to the point, who seriously writes an article in a top flight magazine, that lasts over 40 minutes long to read. I was genuinely interested in the read, only to be lead on a path of literary sham, down a bloody rabbit hole. I was lost, page, after page after page. Rediculous. AAAAAAAND. not only did it span, enough pages to rival war and peace, the article was split, finishing at page 50. Only to be resumed at page 100 - 50 PAGES later. Maaybe that was in my interest, take a break from this epic, to chill for 50 pages to come back to it at a later date. But my god was I taken a back. I was in a rush too, to topp it off! I had a band practice to go to. Rediculous once again. All this while the other one sat in a barber shop chair, chatting cod shit to strangers. But to be fair to the eagle eye counter robot, he did clock my mistake and offered a complimentary tea or coffee to help me over my ordeal. But i was inconsolable at this point. I was done.
So just a word of warning, have a quick peruse at the length of an article before commiting. You'll be glad of it in the long run. Vanity Fair if you are reading this... you owe me a chapter of my life back you yuppy cunts.
TARA superstar. x
Wednesday, 29 July 2009
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