youthful enthusiasm and hyperbole

i meant i had mine last night. it also had rice, plain yoghurt, onions, loads of herbs and other stuff which i can't remember. anyway the skin of the duck was coated in salt and cinnamon and the whole thing was orgasmic. i ate a large plateful in about three minutes. then we watched movies. we saw the obscure b-movie film noir known as 'detour'! it was awesome. and we saw some other stuff. eventually i watched 'north by northwest' and my mind was blown

glad we're back on topic of youthful enthusiasm and hyperbole!

i have been thinking about this a lil recently. one of the characteristics being drawn to, and forgiving of, flawed things, because of an affection towards them, like a personal connection or the chance to use them as an emblem of your personality. when you're a little older it's hard to feign blindness towards weak spots or fillers on albums, or you have less need to have this perfect thing to hang on to.