January 2010
volver
aka penelope cruz struggles with heavy objects.
i barely saw it for the first time right now. and i really liked it. though i would’ve liked it anyways merely for penelope cruz’s cleavage. it’s the dopest dope!
i slept for four hours, and now i’m a littttleee afraid that i won’t have enough energy for tonight. pshaw, ..pshaw.
this post isn’t important or...
December 2009
“or whatever”
– alec
can't use the car for two weeks.
merely a consequence for consequence sake.
but that’s awesome! because they’re okay with tonight! woo!
i said it before, but now i actually mean it. you can bake your cake and eat it too! just, as long as you give up driving for two weeks.
Approximately 4% of US adults are virgins.
ohyeahfacts:
(source)
seriously? i’m that scarce?
“I’ve been waiting for you, Star Fox. You know that I control the galaxy....”
– ANDROSS!!!
today. 12/29/09.
i did not do much, the highlight: killing queen gohma. and that feat is easily reached - considering millions of eight year olds did it in 1997.
but then the sun went down, and pedro called me. so i picked him and jerry up at penn park.
i always find myself at that park spontaneously. either quiet in thought, or silencing my lusty appetite with a veggieburger from rick’s (w/ cheese of...
dolores: who's the main?
me: life. i'm just life's sidekick.
dolores: yeah well at least you're not life's bitch.
i am thirteen personalities
EDIT: but while comparing the similarities and dissimilarities you will only find ambiguity.
why thirteen? because i like that number.
“what’s her name?!?! fuck!”
– hayley
“that was muchas gracias”
– fat kid at wendy’s
long night,
but a good night.
good night!
i’m not actually going to bed though. throughout the course of this good day/night, i pulled my N64 out and right now i am planning on kicking the shit out of star wolf and andross.
filler update
“center of the world! center of the universe! center of existence!
of thought, ideas, concept,
all in this highly dense small space,
this kitchen.
this refrigerator.
..these symbiotes.”
last night, was a night. that would, regularly, be forgotten, but not this time!
so what went down. was at home, did nothing for a very long time, then got ready to have the nice dinner that the...
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“conversating is the beest!”
– mumblr (via themostinterestingmanintheworld)
“as soon as i opened the refrigerator, i had a flashback of a high three days ago...”
– johny jetter (via themostinterestingmanintheworld)
reminder to myself.
one dream, she was with a new love, and the age difference was 37 years.
two dream, oh.. right, you don’t want to remember this dream.
“yeah, but, i love your stupidity.”
– overheard while walking into target.. lucky ducks.
last night.
okay, so i was at pani’s again. but what else?
well, i’ll work chronologically this time. i swear, i am losing my grasp on time. time itself. i can’t follow it anymore, i mean, is it really christmas eve day? because i wouldn’t know.
so yesterday, wake up, don’t really do much. i can’t remember the day, it’s inessential anyways, so whatever. i ended up...
i finally saw the coaster offices for the first time, ever. and i thought i’d never see the day.
EDIT: lol
4:31
i realize that i haven’t really had a heart to heart with you lately, and, right now definitely isn’t the time for it - too exhausted - but it’s coming soon. or, at least it’s in the future.
but i will update.
i’ll work backwards, because if i try to remember some obscure funny narrative from over a few days ago, i’ll just forgot what’s fresh in my...
4:27
good night.
meaning, it was a good night. great, even.
i was going through posts, and i saw mine “no-bunata!”
and i thought to myself, “holy shit?! that happened this night?!” because it felt like, ages ago, seriously.
there is no way that happened tonight. it seems like. such a long time ago.
“don’t let the eyebrows fool you i’m smart”
– lourdes
“i like putting my thumb in mine.”
– marissa barrientos
“noooo-bunata!”
– pani
last suppers. →
re-envisioning masterpieces →
my favorites are the star wars references and the random pedobears
“or whatever”
– dolores
well,
last night was like an experiment gone wrong,
oh well. i’ll stick to the old recipe next time.
and i think i got myself in hot water with her.
@mikeymumblr
samisbamboozled:
Thanks for letting me know. It still makes me mad though, I know people just like that. Hell, I dated a person like that.
But thanks!
you’re welcome!
it got me all riled up and hateful* too
*haha ironic, and, strangely enjoyable.
Sometimes tumblr just makes me laugh.
totinosbillymaysrolls:
chaotique:
totinosbillymaysrolls:
I don’t understand why people want gays to be married. It clearly says in the bible that “a man shall not lay with another man”, and since you can’t have sex till after marriage, gay people just shouldn’t get married. They don’t even really love each other, jesus christ. Plus that’s disgusting, and it spreads AIDS. I bet AIDS is just...
dammit.
that was such a bad idea. stupid, that’s what happens when you look at the sun michael! metaphorically speaking of course, ah, ha, it’s almost poetic. metapoetic!
however you’ll describe it, it’s putting baad, bad, backwards ideas into my head.
anyways, last night was fun, even if it looked like most other nights i live. same settings, same persons, same me; different...
Alec: ill be a hero to the crowds of asian kids at my school...
Alec: I AM THE PRINCE OF ALLLLLL SAIYANS ONCE AGAIN.
dinner with my pops. famous joe wasn't there this...
watched some of the colts game,
ate some food.
stared at oddly unpalatable fries.
left a bad tip for a bad waitress.
god i hope the colts won, i totally did not know i had the nfl channel, until right this very instant.
fuck, they’re losing.
on the way home, we were driving past target, because my dad wanted a brownie, then he didn’t, then he did but i just heard wrong, then blah...
his gift changes lives - NYT editorial →
“man’s capacity for justice makes democracy possible; but man’s...”
– reinhold niebuhr
just watched sex and the city,
and now i’m all hormonal.
i've been noticing beauty lately, mostly outer.
and i am crushing so hArd on my waitress. but, for the love of me, i cannot figure out, or even guess, how old she is.
EDIT: it wasn’t my old teacher by the way, but this one waitress. i’ve always seen her, she’s served me plenty of times, but it wasn’t until tonight that i realized how very, extraordinarily pretty she was. i wonder why.
i’m eating at el camino, and a middle school teacher of mine is a waitress here. she knows my face, but i’m sure she doesn’t remember me.
songwriting attempt #1:
“cut my wrists and black my eyes”
oh,
fuck.