five things to do before i die:
1. see radiohead live
2. live in europe
3. write a book
4. meet paul mccartney
5. find a satisfying career
five things that make me infinitely happy:
1. a brand new big gulp of diet coke right out of the fountain
2. when mitch comes home
3. wes anderson movies
4. finishing a brilliant book
5. finding an incredible 70s piece at a thrift store for under $10
sometimes when you get spring fever, you just need a little farm in your life.
mohawk duck. he’s hardcore like that.
thank you, brother ryan, for that first modest mouse album at age 12. amazing how influential it was. i blame it and the radiohead album that came with it for my musical snobbery.
possibly one of my fav music videos ever. i dare you to watch it and love it.
modest mouse seems to creep up in my musical repertoire at odd times in my life. times when i need something incredibly different, refreshing…maybe even something a little blasphemous. they never let me down. something about the following song especially tickles my blasphemous bone. i luff it. so muchly.
enjoy.
thank you for finally arriving.
it’s been awhile. i look forward to turning 23 with you.
let’s shoot for a job this month, ya?
things will work out.
things always work out in march.
let’s try to be a little more patient, a little kinder to yourself, and a lot more optimistic.
maybe you could help me learn french for reals this time.
or maybe we could just watch amelie a lot instead.
whatever happens, let’s forget about january and february. suckers.
i’m sure we can keep on keepin’ on.
after all,
things will work out.
things always work out in march, right?
this friday is muchly needed. after a week of waiting with baited breath to hear back on a job….
i’m still waiting.
which really grinds my gears, peter griffin.
here’s another list of things that grind my gears.
this is a phenomenon that was first introduced to me at usu. i had a professor. she loved tank tops. she loved tank tops in the winter. she loved tank tops in the spring. she loved them always.
it wasn’t like she had a nasty body. in fact, she had better arms than most of us, but she was over 35. 35 isn’t old, but for the love of all things sartorial, wear some sleeves. (cough…kelly rippa…cough.) and i find it’s mostly business women that like to rock this style. and it usually involves a turtleneck. wtf? a tank top turtleneck? it’s just unprofessional or weird or i don’t know what–it’s just…old lady arms. cover them up. especially in professional settings.
i can’t find a good picture of a business woman tank top, but here’s kind of what i’m talking about. it’s just wrong.
***update! i found a picture!***
that is EXACTLY what i am talking about here, kids. there’s no way you don’t agree with me. no way.
