Let me start this by saying that I am a retard. I do love music, all kinds anytime and anywhere. I live my life with headphones on or speakers blaring at all times. I was cleaning my room with "the Strokes" in the background. I love a soundtrack to everything I do. For me it makes the world a better place and I feel like I am constantly the star in my own video. And as you all know I'd love to share my talent with the world. I believe my skill is amazing and perfect most of the time. So I constantly live in this pretentious world in my room. I was dancing and singing like Julian Casablancas. I got so into it that I don't know why I had to resort to biting my lip to the point of drawing blood. I really am an adult what can i say.
Again, I spent my friday night watching the dark knight at home with my dog. It's starting to feel like a weekend tradition, like a healthy substitute for beers. Thanks Christopher Nolan for making this brilliant masterpiece. This tradition has made me more aware of my dependence on alcohol. Without you and your batman films, I'd still be in bed with a bad hangover.
Like Bruce Wayne, I think I could really use a butler. I want the stereotype one, tall, polite, very British.. an Alfred prototype. One who has no sense of humor. One that keeps secrets, ignores my split personality and quietly sends hungover girls out the secret door before a business meeting or my family coming to visit. And yes, he would wear a typical black suit with penguin tails and a bow tie.
As I lay here in bed, I think about breakfast being brought to me.. bacon, waffles, sugary donuts, grilled cheese sandwich, mmmmm. But all I have is my dog looking at me. Thunderstorms terrified her last night so I let her spend the night in my room. But the good explosive scenes while the Joker was taking down Gotham didn't help her anxiety. She jumped on my bed and hunkered down under my blanket trembling.
I wonder if my dog thinks of me as her butler. After all, I feed her, sometimes bathe her, scratch her 6,7 or 8 nipples. And all she does is lay, bat her eyes, wag her tail and smile when I come home. Just look at her now, probably wondering when will I take her downstairs. What a spoiled bitch!
Ahh, the circle of life. For years, I have prided myself on my CD collection which I started when I was 14. But times have changed, and I can't really remember the last time I popped one of my these babies on. They are doing nothing but sitting on my shelf, taking up valuable space, sorted alphabetically by artist and by genre. Yes, I am that anal.
I got a couple cds I'm no longer too fussed to keep so I thought I'd sell them. I realized since most cds are mass produced, I'm doubtful they would still be worth much in years. I think just like vinyl, they will go through a period of being just about worthless, then eventually may come back only on certain artists and rare albums.
I'd say I do have a diverse taste in artists and I'm proud enough to say that I own an NSYNC cd. You can't blame a kid about to hit puberty right? Well neighbors, be my guest to sniff out all the embarrassing names in my collection. Tomorrow, I am selling some of them for 200 bucks a pop in our garage. I doubt an nsync cd would ever be worth something in the future. Bye Bye Bye!!
I hate those sign holding people. Like holding those stupid uncreative signs, screaming at passing cars changes people's minds one bit. These people are so annoying that sometimes when I see them I just want to run them over and crush their poorly-made signs. I want to hear their pain as they hit the windshield. Or maybe just throw a grenade, like they say.. better, faster and stronger. After they are good and dead I will take what little money is in there pockets and buy crappy food as I watch birds pick their tiny brains that are spewed across the street.
I'm sorry but I'm a little grumpy and I saw them on tv and they annoy me. Don't get me wrong, I know the government smells like poop. The whole New York reeks of poop after Gloria's one million dollar dinner. Like is anyone really looking out for the others? Aren't they just concerned with their own poo, returning favors from people who corruptly got them in position. I'm just saying that I am sick of everybody being a bunch of sign holders, tweeting about their beliefs. I mean they're loud and annoying and they cause traffic. How could I ever learn to like them?
I’m still up from last night. Wow, we killed the place. Totally killed it. We had free drinks, treats, new friends and sunrise. Last night deserves more attention, but maybe when I’m not still buzzed. Anyway, my buddy messaged me all excited about a horse playing football. It’s funny to get anything like that. I am so proud that he found something online that made him laugh and weirdly thought of me.
When I cannot write I procrastinate by watching weird videos. I know I know I have a problem. I have a bad obsession with weird entertainment. But they are so much fun. I find them to be a good cure for depression. What else can i say? Enjoy.
She was the country's heroine, a moral leader, a warrior of peace for many people. Everything she said came from the heart and she would back it up to death with kindness, honesty and a smile. Our heartfelt sympathy goes to the Aquino Family.
Let me start this by saying that I am a retard. I do love music, all kinds anytime and anywhere. I live my life with headphones on or speakers blaring at all times. I was cleaning my room with "the Strokes" in the background. I love a soundtrack to everything I do. For me it makes the world a better place and I feel like I am constantly the star in my own video. And as you all know I'd love to share my talent with the world. I believe my skill is amazing and perfect most of the time. So I constantly live in this pretentious world in my room. I was dancing and singing like Julian Casablancas. I got so into it that I don't know why I had to resort to biting my lip to the point of drawing blood. I really am an adult what can i say.
