If you need any further proof as to how bad my timing is, look no further than my getting into Being Human, a mere two months before its cancellation.
Aptly named. (a work in progress)
More like Bro-Ly Default, amirite?
I’ll show myself out.
#stickoftruth is here. 5PM, hurry the fuck up.
I’m short on words, these days. I know enough of them, I just don’t care, in the slightest, to say much of anything.
… Which is unfortunate, since that’s my fucking job.
What a waste…
I always played as Dennis Rodman, to the surprise of no one.
Rediscovered MXPX, thanks to a random Youtube playlist that included this, “Punk Rawk Show”, “Chick Magnet”, and “Responsibility”,
Something about “Move to Bremerton”, though… I haven’t been able to stop singing it; the Pacific Northwest seems to be a theme in my life.
Also, I tried this on today, at Varvatos, because it’s fun to pretend.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to try and get excited for The Walking Dead after back-to-back lackluster episodes.
Waited a month; it was nothing compared to the ten years that have passed since the original release.
It’s been 11 years. I still find the wordplay on this song to be great.
Now, make another one.
As the Miami Heat play the Knicks, I can only think one thing.
After doing his best Sideshow Bob impression, stepping on a rake named Serge Ibaka, consequentially getting his nose smashed in, Lebron put on the mask and became the hero this city deserves.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve missed the last two quarters, doing this.