June 2010
21 posts
Best. Night. Ever.
Okay, so, the absolute best thing that has ever happened to anyone just happened to me and Chris.
We were driving home from Jesska’s house. Turned onto Jackson from eighth street. A black man approached Chris’ car. I encouraged Chris not to stop, but the light was red. The man asked us to give him a ride to Frazier’s because his son had been in a bad car crash; he offered...
Wardrobe = 50% American Apparel + 50% Zara = gay...
(via dreamofstreets)
This is old but totally rad.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-6-20) →
Ke$ha (28)
Straylight Run (26)
MANSIONS (24)
Brand New (21)
Tegan and Sara (14)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-6-13) →
Ke$ha (45)
I Can Make a Mess Like Nobody’s Business (27)
Faker (24)
The Early November (22)
Gregory and the Hawk (18)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
Todd, your posts are outrageously stereotypically gay. It’s almost frightening. <3
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The last dream in my old bedroom was definitely a...
I dreamed up my new house (incorrectly), and we started renting out a room to some kids, I guess. I was sitting on the floor, and whatever dark-haired girl renting from us was there on the couch watching TV. I got up to hug/cuddle with her for just a second, and she said, “This is sweet.” Pretty sure I fell asleep like that, and when I woke up, she was scooted over just a little...
Nothing particularly interesting happened today. I did, in fact, hang out with Cole. Chris bought Red Dead Redemption. Some guy at Fazoli’s told me he loved Brand New. I’m getting tired but probably won’t sleep for another hour at least. Thinking about following some pages on here. I planned on using this to post somewhat thoughtful things or thoughts, but I have a feeling...
I do not like Tumblr.
Yet, my current boredom has allowed me to delete my old music posts, change the layout, and contemplate posting somewhat of a blog. Since abandoning LiveJournal, I’ve made a few attempts at a blogging comeback, all unsuccessful. I don’t have much to say, and I know nobody cares. I might follow a few people, I might post on occasion. Regardless, I can’t see myself logging in...