Maybe if I use a really expensive notebook, the things I write inside it will be more profound! Sure, I have a smartphone, tablet, and computer which I could use for free, but spending $13 on a little pile of lined paper really does something magical for me.
Before you get too mad, I admit to owning a pile of Moleskine notebooks in different sizes. I hate that I like them so much. I hate that a company has designed a product that exploits a cognitive problem my brain has. I hate it and I write in them and I buy more of them.
The next time someone tells you they believe in intelligent design, ask them “Then why does my brain want me to buy an overpriced notebook?”
been there bro…
she-dreamt-she-was-a-bulldozer:
Tron: Legacy (2010)
Boo!
This was just awful, visually stunning, but just so, so bad.
I remember the first time I saw Tron with Steve. We were so stoned and it felt like a wonderous moment of geeky extacy.
Tron Legacy was like a come down
I saw it for free at college so I don’t get the disappointment of wasting money so that may taint my “so-so” view of it.
The Atom and I are just friends. I mean… we may have sort of hooked up a couple of times. But it’s not, like, a thing, okay? We already decided it would be weird. We have too many mutual friends.
