I’m man enough to wear a Disney character on my gym bag for two reasons. Frozen was the most fun theater movie thanks to my date that night, and who can say no to a warm hug?
I learned to play guitar because I wanted to be like Jade. This song reminds me why.
Davey looks less like Adam here, but the moves better than Jagger are totally on in full force.
Beautiful Thieves - AFI
I haven’t paid any attention to my favorite band ever since they went on hiatus for Davey and Jade to do Blaq Audio.
And now, I run into their new music videos… by accident. When youtube recommended this one. And I had to double-take because I thought it was a Maroon 5 video and why would youtube recommend that to me?
Doesn’t Davey look like a glam rock Adam Levine?
Yes, he does.
Except Davey’s moves are totally better than Jagger.
I would just like to quickly state for the record that
I LOVE EAPRICOTT.
FOR. THE. RECORD. i am loved. thank you. like so much.
Maybe if I’m nice enough she’ll let me win a game of Wwf?
Yes, Buddy has a little doggie snuggie.
Yes, he fusses and struggles when I put it on him.
Yes I feel like the worst pet owner ever when I get it on him and he makes a sad face.
And yes, he only hates it for about 30 seconds until he says, “ooh, warm. I like warm, thank you.”
If you keep doing it so much it might not be as fun any more, erinn apricot, queen of Wwf. But I suppose there isn’t much competition for fun in Indiana on a Monday night. The comedy club isn’t even open.
doing Lays Potato Chips a flavor.
Because people are bad drivers and that makes me angry.
And I found an old* thumb drive with this song on it.
And I may have locked my brakes and gotten just a little sideways to avoid hitting a Very Daring Raccoon earlier.
Loud angry music for all!
*old as in, this thumb drive has a storage capacity of 15Mb… old as in, I could memberize a string of 1s and 0s longer than this drive holds… old as in, it has two MP3s on it and is two thirds full…
That book I am (have been, continue to be, can’t let go of) writing?
It’s a thing.
In concept, it’s an introspective exploration of those little demons in our heads.
Not the big ones that make people into -paths (socio- psycho- hiking- etc.)
The little ones.
That make you take this road instead of that one to work today, or choose talk radio over a rock station, or chicken instead of beef for dinner, or whom instead of who, or turn right Donna.
And how they maybe seem insignificant.
And how they maybe define our entire being.
And how maybe we should take control.
Or maybe they just ARE us.
And the point I’m getting at is it’s not so much a thing I’m writing anymore as it’s my own little demon occupying me, defining me.
And maybe that’s a bad thing.
Or maybe it’s a good thing.
And maybe I should just stop and say it’s done.
Or maybe keep it locked in my head because what am I if it ever escapes my being.
And my sentences are making less sense.
And I’ve been watching Dr Who.
And if anybody was reading, you caught that earlier.
And I have always just scanned past the fandom posts… I can’t be the only one who never liked Donna Noble, right?
And I’ll start sentences with and all I want, because fuck you.
Except don’t fuck you. Not fuck you?
Writing nonsense grammer is harder than writing incensed grammer.
And now I’m just being silly.