Dear Emily,
Get the fuck over yourself.
> Life

Dear Life,
Go fuck yourself.
> Emily

I was nearly run over here by a guy pushing a grocery cart and wearing one of these. I was there for the third time that day, because we forgot the baking powder to make muffins, which we were taking over to the apartment of a friend to watch this. We got to her place by driving down this road, which involved driving by this place where I once saw ( Read more... )

Let me rephrase.

Leave him the fuck alone, or your relationship with me will quickly become a whole lot more damaged than mine is with him.

I'm only going to say this once:

Yes, we broke up again. Yes, I know you love me--that does not make it either your right or your responsibility to send nasty e-mails, leave nasty comments, think mean thoughts, or tell him (or me) what a jackass you think he is. Okay?

.. and why not, with a band like this?

At the UCC church in South Haven where we were opening for Lost and Found...Nick: where the f-- flip is the cord bag? Sorry, almost forgot I can't say that here ( Read more... )

http://www.reuters.com/article/oddlyEnoughNews/idUSN0747426120090408

Now that I perform them almost every weekend, even though I do enjoy many of Drake's songs, I tend to listen to them more musically than anything. Today, for the first time in a long time, I woke up and felt like turning to a song expressly for its words:
Now and then I get so scared that I ( Read more... )

Reasons ( Read more... )

Today has been much better, for reasons I'd rather not get into. Understanding is always really comforting, for some reason. Hindsight is most certainly not universally 20/20, but with the right amount of effort (and a certain amount of humility), it can be, and that counts for a lot ( Read more... )

I'm starting to develop this weird and unhealthy relationship with my landlady's cat ( Read more... )