Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Lust

It is definitely possible to feel lust for an inanimate object. Here are two of the things that I have an unhealthy obsession about. Totally unrequited. Reality will totally fail to meet expectations. I will be bored after a month and a half and look for a way out. I'll never feel more alive than anticipating the moment. Yes. Yes. All that. But still, an incredible overwhelming desire. For....

Sodastream.



Oh how I want you, free sodawater anytime I want it, I will carbonate with you until you run out of gas. You'll never be so happy as with me. I don't care what anyone says, my teeth will forgive me.

The other object d'lust is

The Brooks Leather Barbican bag.





Hell yes, my brown beauty, you are the perfect match for me, composed enough for Per Se, tomboy enough for a midnight ride on the streets of Montreal. We'll study together during the day, and then we'll party all night. Please be mine.

Yours, truly.

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