Bandwagon, Day 5
“A Picture of Somewhere You’ve Been”. The St. Lawrence River. Camping was rad. Really beautiful site, really fun time, just…awesome. Wouldn’t trade the memories for anything. (Hana and Brian are the silhouettes in the bottom right.)
Bandwagon, Day 4
“A habit you wish you didn’t have.” I have two really bad ones. The first is impulse spending. I hate, HATE the feeling of thinking, “Shit, all my money’s gone again…where did it go? ….Wait. I spent it on THAT? WHY THE FUCK DID I BUY THAT.” It’s different when I can’t eat because I got a new guitar, tattoo, bike, board, shoes, skinny...
I Hate Facebook Chat...
…SO FUCKING MUCH. It works maybe 25% of the time. All the autoformat emoticons and hearts are DISGUSTING. And I constantly get the feeling that I’m interrupting someone who just wants to CHECK THEIR FACEBOOK and not LIVE THERE.
Bandwagon, Day 3
“A photo of you and your friends.” It took forever to pick just one. I could have gone for quantity of friends and picked a group shot. I could have gone for photo quality and picked one from one of Sandi or Heather’s photo shoots. I could have gone for nostalgia and picked one from high school, or with friends who I haven’t seen in a long time. I could have been deep and...
Bandwagon, Day 2
So, me, Jared, Avery, and (I think) Alec and Jack, were driving somewhere. The present conversation had ended, and there was a somewhat awkward pause as everybody tried to think of something new to talk about. Jared was the first to speak up. “Hey, Gi! What’s “Gi” short for again? Gingivere?” It’s not. It’s short for Georgina. There is no such name as...
As stolen from feverofmybrain. Day 01- A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself Day 02- The meaning behind your Tumblr name Day 03- A picture of you and your friends Day 04- A habit that you wish you didn’t have Day 05- A picture of somewhere you’ve been to Day 06- Favorite super hero and why Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you Day 08-...
Pulling Teeth →
I first met her downtown, hanging like a crucifix to the wooden bench she was nailed to. Lady of the overpass tunnels, Mistress of the rotten alleyways, she was everyone and her own. Everybody knew her, though few befriended her. Her smile made me nervous; her teeth were the only part of her that… Goddamn it, Tina.
fmylife: Today, I was woken up because the police were pounding on my door, and saying I am under arrest for stealing road signs. My friends went drinking last night and thought it would be funny to steal seventeen stop signs, four bus stop signs, and two children crossing signs then plant them on my front lawn. FML
gingivere: Dat Razzle- first it had been a candy,... →
gingivere: Gingivere: the Last Beerbender -gi →