i don’t really have anything else to say at this time.
i picked up A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again, got two and a half essays into it, and put it down because it made me feel dumb. I was relaying this to my friend Mark, who asked me what I meant by that. I gave him some bullshit, insincere answer about not having any idea/understanding of what DFW was writing about. Looks like I need to get back to that one, because all that has been said by the Man has been commited. Rest now.
