I have been waiting for a force to make more parts of me disappear, either esophagus-ward or otherwise, leaving unnecessary their interim parts that have proven largely unsatisfactory.  A lot is unclear about the situation in which this could occur, but I'm envisioning lying face up on loosely packed dirt in a place that is both lightly colored and ( Read more... )

Normally I don't look at Married to the Sea, but I'm having a hungover sort of day and I thought this was pretty funny:


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The problem with being hungover and uninterested in my humanities class is that eventually I have to write essays about the notes I take, and I often have a hard time figuring out what the hell I was talking about ( Read more... )

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I guess there's just not much else to say.

Describe this song's vibe in five words.

"Funky regal robots on wheatgrass"

(Justin Meldal-Johnsen is my best friend)

Paul Barret Junior = Peanut Butter & Jelly

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coincidence??

We All Belong has arrived. I guess it's understood that pop lyrics are going to connect to events in the lives of people that really pay attention, but so much about this band makes me feel like they have lived my life a few years ahead of me ( Read more... )

My brain needs a home. Those have been hard to find as of late.

I'd like to hear my options so I can weigh them, whadaya say?

(Five pounds? Six pounds? Seven pounds?)