Nachos or Popcorn

The probably-too-personal diary of Avery Edison.

Monday the 11th of May, 2009

Subway sandwiches aren’t so much food as they are a placeholder for food. When you’re done eating them you don’t feel hungry any more, but you don’t feel satisfied either. That bread is filled not with yeast, but with red matter that ignites in your stomach and makes a tiny little black hole. There’s a singularity in your gut — at once empty and full.

Also you have to shit like 15 minutes later.