I have a bloody serious need for night contacts or laser eye surgery or something that actually allows CONVENIENT vision and isn't glasses, because I have this nasty habit of taking off my glasses for a moment, one infinitesimal moment, and upon that moment misplacing them forever. And of course, once they're off I cant SEE, impeding any possible ( Read more... )

And there's this great terrible sense of the world at my feet, time filtering betwixt my nimble toes.
I'm on the brink of the rest of forever, and I'm suddenly overcome with a wild desire to cast off my atheistic robe and turn violently religious.
Wait, that was another lifetime.
Darn that Salinger and his Zooey. He makes you fall desperately in love ( Read more... )

DeathSylphAinur: d3 x t3r1TY: you know what i just realized ( Read more... )

Okay, so as some of you know, I saw The Devil Wears Prada last Friday. Good movie, very female-oriented, unless you as a guy have a thing for Anne Hathaway or Meryl Streep (who is without a doubt quite smoldering despite her age... it must be the extraordinary acting.) Anyway, I realized something about myself, watching that movie.

If I decline to ( Read more... )

OHMIGAWD
what can make nandita tremble like an overzealous fangirl?
what can make this week fucking PERFECT?

a cover of 1979.

by who?
BY WHO?

ROB FUCKING THOMAS

We Go Through All The Same Lines Or Sell Out To Appease ( Read more... )

beautiful girl, love the dress
fifteen smiles, ohhh yess

what is better
what is better than spending a sweet Sunday with JULIA
seeing unknown bands (i.e. Smashup Derby or Inspect Her Gadget) up close
and then KNOWN bands up close, thrillingly close, close enough to send a happy shiver down my spine:
THE LOVEMAKERS (whom I've just discovered and ( Read more... )

Little Seshadri, I behold:
a present, a gift, a trinket of sorts
to mitigate your two-after-midnight sleepless, restless, murmering jolts of boredom.

Oh, but self! You know me so well, you gorgeous, intellectually peerless, voluptuous, perfect-in-every-conceivable-manner devil you...
what better a gift to give me, than The Wit and Humor of Oscar ( Read more... )

In fact with its wistful, poetic verse, gently cascading Eastern guitar riff, and thunderous Zepp-style coda, "Rhinoceros" remains one of the great rock songs of the 90s, possibly eclipsing both Radiohead's "Creep" and Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit" in its schizoid beauty.Courtney Love got to sleep with both Kurt Cobain and Billy Corgan ( Read more... )

hold on, it's not quite all out yet... allow for one more emmitance of utter frustration/anguish/defeat

AIFDJSHOKNVKLCJEFSL SFLKJDFLKDFSM ALSKDMXNBS FUCK.
it is safe to say that I'm spending the next few days locked in my room feeling sorry/hating myself.

"I'm ashamed of it. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of not having the courage to be an absolute ( Read more... )