Coupland Addiction

So i talked about Mcjobs, and then spent an hour online looking at Douglas Coupland stuff.
Neo-Logisms from Generation X most of which i am guilty of:

Expatriate Solipsism: (page 172)
When arriving in a foreign travel destination one had hoped was undiscovered, only to find many people just like oneself; the peeved refusal to talk to said people because they had ruined one's elitist travel fantasy.

Mid-Twenties Breakdown: (page 27)
A period of mental collapse occurring in one's twenties, often caused by an inability to function outside of school or structured environments coupled with a realization of one's aloneness in the world. Often marks the induction into the ritual of pharmaceutical usage.

Native Aping: (page 172)
Pretending to be a native when visiting a foreign destination.

Obscurism: (page 165)
The practice of peppering daily life with obscure references (forgotten films, dead TV stars, unpopular book, defunct countries, etc.) as a subliminal means of showcasing one's education and one's wish to disassociate from the world of mass culture.

Option Paralysis: (page 139)
The tendency, when given unlimited choices, to make none.

Terminal Wanderlust: (page 171)
A condition common to people of transient middle-class upbringings. Unable to feel rooted in any one environment, the move continually in hopes of finding an idealized sense of community in the next location.

Now i cant stop thinking about reading Microserfs in second year. My bed had broken, so the mattress was on the floor, i liked the bohemian feel to it. The room was big enough, though the unused bed took up alot of space. It was a sunny room, warm and nice. Facing the church, all i could hear on hot days was the clink of bowling balls hitting together. I lay sprawled on the mattress, basking in sunshine, drinking water from one of the many glasses that surrounded my makeshift bed. Microserfs was the second Coupland book i read, i hadn't read one in a long time, so i reveled in the cleverness of his writing, the wry wit and the deep insights cast casually into the text. It was nice time i think, at least it is in the romanticised version that exists in my head.

If you have never read any Douglas Coupland i suggest you do, particularily Girlfriend in a Coma or Microserfs. I must stop playing on the internet and go to work.

Oh i put lots more photos on flickr, check em out.