April 26th, 2004 5:43 PM

I couldn’t not link to this. Zoe Trope, wait, was this before or after she slapped the space needle?:

So I’m trying to bottle all of this up, pin down everything in my mind. I get a memory that I like and I put my knees on its shoulders and I say, “Hold on, fucker. You’re not going anywhere.” And I keep it, I try so hard to keep it, I’m carrying around suitcases and boxes of all the things I want to remember — until when? For what? What am I going to need all of this for? And where am I going to put it? College dorm rooms are so small. I’ll have to rent out a storage locker.