Top 5 dream jobs right now:
1. Member of the National Record Preservation Board at the National Recording Registry.
       Get to choose the definitive selection of songs that are "culturally, historically or aesthetically important, and/or inform or reflect life in the United States." Appointed by the Librarian of Congress, fucking sweet.

2. The Guy ( Read more... )

Carly Ryan has absolutely broken my heart. I'm sitting here on a couch in my new place, and I don't know what to do. Where to go from here. I don't want to feel like this.

And I have it all. I have friends. I have women that want to be with me. I have money. I have a nice place. I have an awesome family.

I went to Mexico to give her time and space ( Read more... )

Yep. Still heartbroken.

Tomorrow, 1p.m. CDT:
Lieutenant Andrew Joseph Duggins, US Army, Field Artillery
2nd Battalion,
321st (Airborne) Field Artillery Regiment,
4th Brigade, 82nd Airborne Division

Can I get a HOOAH?

So I was making my gay summer mix because, well, it's the first day all year in Chicago that it was 70 degrees....hallelujah!

So one of the songs I was going to put on there is from the summer after I graduated highschool. I won't say what, because frankly it's sort of embarrassing (though I did make up for it by going to see Someone Still Loves You ( Read more... )

Contrary to popular belief, I did not throw a pan at Carly.

I threw it at the counter top. Being that I throw like a girl, it missed, bounced off the side of the counter, and she caught it in mid-air before it touched the ground.

That's why I want to have a daughter, so I can teach her to throw like me.

So if you ever read anything I write when I go on rants about my mixes, you might know that it's a big hobby of mine, and I think I'm rather talented given the right amount of inspiration, time, and musical repertoire ( Read more... )

"Hillary ain't never been called a nigger."
Well I doubt most people these days have been (unless they were going to see Kramer's stand up).

This is why I hope Obama wins the primary and the general election. Let's get the fuck over this shit. Seriously people, it's 2008.
I'm tired of race/gender/whatever the fuck you want to discriminate against ( Read more... )

So I was Facebookin, checkin out people I graduated high-school with.

The popuuuuuuuulaaaaaaar (Nada Surf, sorry) kids got knocked up/fat.

A lot of people got married (Amanda Porter is now Rodriguez or some shit, livin in the OC), wtf mate?

I can't tell (I tried to friend her so I can) but I think this girl Melissa Lewis got fat.

The weird kids ( Read more... )

So a long time ago I was flipping through an Escort/Prostitute ad magazine, walking down the windy streets of Chicago. As I got on the bus and continued to read, I found the most profound advice in the oddest place. I'd like to share it with you. Get ready for your moment of sap (it's not that bad, I promise):

1. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong ( Read more... )