December 2009
60 posts
rd67: thisismyfavoritesong:
“Nothing To Hide”...
oldhollywood:
Ella Fitzgerald- Have Yourself a...
Christmas (Baby Please Come Home), Darlene Love
see you guyz tomorrow.
christmas will be a little lonlier since i’m coming back to austin tomorrow to spend the holiday instead of staying here in south carolina, but i can honestly say that this is the first time i’ve left austin and really missed it. i’m ready to come home. austin is my home now.
important information.
Jonathan: what is the difference between a jugalo and a gigalo?
me: gigalo is a man that has sex for money - a male prostitute. a jugalo is a devout insane clown posse fan.
Jonathan: good to know.
hellafilthy:
Sade - Soldier of Love
This is...
Marfa, Texas.
coherentramblng:
My friend Jacob showed one of his photography collections during the recent East Austin Studio Tour. I loved this series taken in Marfa so much, that I bought two prints (friend discount, FTW!).
Check them out: http://digitalpurity.com/projects/marfa2009/.
I know Marfa doesn’t look like much, but this tiny little artist haven nestled beside the West Texas mountains is where my...
“My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And their like
It’s better...”
– Kelis
copycats:
Merry Christmas Baby - Otis Redding
hangover day, part II (real friendz)
me: kevin is my BFF b/c he had a pizza delivered from new hampshire to save my life!
Kevin: Claire was on the brink of death from a hangover to the likes I haven't heard of since mine the day after Obama won the election. If she didn't get this pizza to restore her feeble asian body back to its full strength, there is a high probability she would not have survived the night.
Chris: hahhahah...thats amazing....i just had to make sure i had my facts straight....what a patriot....you should send me a BMW
Will: Wow. I don't know what to say here. The suspense was killing me. Wasn't sure if I'd have to come home and find a slightly more hungover and a little hungrier Claire when I got home. That was going to be way more than I could endure. I hate senseless carnage. That pizza parlor is at least 10 blocks away.
Kevin: i anticipate i will need a pizza delivered to a specific location to save my life in the near future due to my severe, uncontrollable alcoholism, self-loathing and tendency to take pills while i drink... i would appreciate the favor returned. you dont have to pay... i'll just text you my debit card # and whatever address is closest to ... See Morethe gutter i'm passed out in when the time comes.
Mollie: i told the story of my undying allegiance to the two of you ON TWO SEPARATE OCCASIONS TONIGHT! once at work, and once while drunk at a bar. i used the phrase "and i almost hendrixed myself' more than any one person should.
i wish i had a pizza now. goddamn middle of the night.
@ kevin- i will deliver a pizza to you any day of the week--even if doing so will overdraft my bank account. i owe you that much....
also, i think klaire is delightful when hungover. that's when she dishes all her best dirt--loudly, over pizzas in front of god and everyone else.
i typed that whole thing with one eye squinched shut. drunkasfuck.
hangover day
me: jacob, ur at home right? would u mind dropping off an eggz benedict by my house. my life is at risk.
Jacob: daaaang. haha. you need a messy plate of enchiladas
me: no i just talked to the dr and he said eggs benedict would b the cure and even more specifically, he said it was up to you to deliver it to me.
Jacob: bwahahahahaha
me: u won't be laughing when i'm on my death bed. fading fast...
Jacob: awww. i'll put flowers on your grave.
roommates
this morning while i was waiting on my english muffins to toast, i noticed a to-go box in the refrigerator labeled “delicious food, anyone can have it”. of course i opened the box. it was empty and the word “sucker” was written on the bottom.
also, why do i think it sounds dirty when i read, “i was waiting on my english muffins to toast”?
For my upcoming 26th birthday,
drewharkins:
I don’t want presents. I don’t want adoration.
I just want middle-aged men to stop calling me “young man.” Also, please stop asking me “what I want to be when I grow up.”
It’s cute when grandmas do it, but I’m a grown-ass man. I’ve got grey hairs and a goddamned 401k, you penis.
butseriously: but you’re still a young little spring chicken…. i’m withering away...