EXISTENTIALISM AND HAMSTERS
I bought a card the other day, fully meaning to send it to my brother, but I felt so strangely attached to it that I decided to keep it, and stuck it in my cubicle. An excerpt:
The "Madness" Hamsters by Edward Monkton
Every night they visit you
Every night they come
And bit by bit they steal your brain
And feed it to their MUM
To me. The hamsters represent existentialism. Or they could just represent hamsters. If I wanted to be completely honest, I would admit to not knowing the meaning of the word existentialism. Normal people would look up dictionaries. Me, I'm just going to make up my own meaning. I mean, after all, if you can't make up meanings for words on your own blog, Where Else can you do it? The trick is getting Other People to think you're right and Mr. Oxford, Mr. Webster and Mr. Dewan Bahasa are talking through their pants.
So existentialism means the "Madness" Hamsters, who come and steal your brain at night, and feed it to their Mum.
THIS is what happens to people who start doing their PhD. They start buying expensive cards, with rubbish pictures, and rubbish poems on them because suddenly they feel a certain 'connection' with the "Madness" Hamsters.
it is the disease. and it is spreading. i'm the monkey from outbreak. save yourselves.
The "Madness" Hamsters by Edward Monkton
Every night they visit you
Every night they come
And bit by bit they steal your brain
And feed it to their MUM
To me. The hamsters represent existentialism. Or they could just represent hamsters. If I wanted to be completely honest, I would admit to not knowing the meaning of the word existentialism. Normal people would look up dictionaries. Me, I'm just going to make up my own meaning. I mean, after all, if you can't make up meanings for words on your own blog, Where Else can you do it? The trick is getting Other People to think you're right and Mr. Oxford, Mr. Webster and Mr. Dewan Bahasa are talking through their pants.
So existentialism means the "Madness" Hamsters, who come and steal your brain at night, and feed it to their Mum.
THIS is what happens to people who start doing their PhD. They start buying expensive cards, with rubbish pictures, and rubbish poems on them because suddenly they feel a certain 'connection' with the "Madness" Hamsters.
it is the disease. and it is spreading. i'm the monkey from outbreak. save yourselves.

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