sexmusic:

i love how you love me [live] // jeff mangum

download: amazon mp3 | itunes

Purged my gmail inbox this morning from 1500+ down to 120 threads.

80+ of those being from the same person.

madeupmemories:philgraves:

Justin Bieber by John Kricfalusi, the creator of Ren & Stimpy

This just kind of made my day. It doesn’t take much, I know.

rickankielsmustache:

400th

For my NYC pals.  Anyone want to come with?

Buying tickets… tomorrow-ish. Email me.

Bush -  Glycerine (Live Spring Break)

I am not in a good mood nor am I in a bad mood. I’m definitely in a mood that might not be pleasant to those around me.

Feel free to send puppies and kittens and cupcakes.

"Some writers know what the last sentence is going to be before they begin—I don’t even know what the second sentence is going to be."

—

Michael Ondaatje (via thebronzemedal)

I used to have a strange ability to write short stories in my middle school years. Only catch was that if someone told me to sit down and write, I could never do it. The only way it would work was in notes I’d pass to my best friend between classes. They would start out as the typical 14 year old note about boys or horrible tests. Then it would morph into this elaborate fictional story about her or us that would take up a few pages in my tiny handwriting. I’d fold up these pages as tightly as I could and hand them off during our next break. (I have no idea what was going on in class.) She was probably the only person that ever read them but according to her I managed to make her laugh with some of my lines and cry with a few of the others.

I considered that success.

I wish I could still do this. I should find someone to write notes to.

Things that are relevant.