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when i go out on the lower east side, to places like pianos...when i'm surrounded by hipsters...i feel like i'm standing in a room full of people all shouting, "yes, we are all individuals!" and i'm one little voice going, "i'm not."

i met a girl the other night. she was really nice, but when we met, she said, "i think i've seen you around; you look really familiar." there's no way she's "seen me around". i hardly ever leave the house! i just wanted to say, "of course i look familiar! i'm wearing emo glasses and an army jacket!" in the words of my close, personal friend courtney love: "we look the same, we talk the same, we even fuck the same."

i'm waiting for joaner to move here so i could have a partner in conforming to non-conformity. it'd be like high school again! uh...hurrooh?