So I was going to write a journal about how I’m reading Jacques Derrida’s Of Grammatology and how it’s all super deep and intellectual and stuff, but then I was on my way home today and I stopped at a local grocery store and I saw that they were selling 24 oz bottles of Mountain Dew for fifty-five cents apiece. Allow me to reiterate: Fifty-five cents apiece.
I love Derrida’s development of deconstruction and his thoughts on the history of philosophy and semiotics, but one must have priorities, and for me one of those priorities is the discovery of a tasty and invigorating beverage at bargain basement prices.
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