It’s like a book elegantly bound but in a language you cannot read just...– “I Will Possess Your Heart” by Death Cab for Cutie I’ve had this song on my mind all day today. As my teachers/friends spoke, I heard this. It’s safe to say I’ve lost interest in a lot people and things in just a matter of words and personl thoughts. Once more, my...
Jack White solo album? →
Ohhhhh yeeesss. One more thing to look forward to.
That’s a solid number. I’m looking forward to turning 32. I may feel otherwise when it actually creeps around, but as of right now I’m excited. October 19, 2026. Yeah.
This makes no sense.
Why is it that everytime I have a super deep or super insteresting conversation with someone, I’m sitting on the toilet? True speak, a lot of monumnental moments in my life have happened upon my porcelain throne. I live a blessed life.
This is how I'm going to fail in life.
I will write probably the best peice of work of my entire life, someone I trust will ask to see, I’ll agree, they’ll claim it as their own, have it published, and live happily ever after. Meanwhile, I won’t do anything because I’m a huge baby, and justify it as “Oh, well maybe they deserve this more than me”, live a sad miserable life, and die. Yeah. That...
Parent: Why hasn't ____ been round lately? I thought you were friends.
Me: Well they turned into a cunt.
It's been a solid week.
After some arguing with my dad, he went out and bought me the Batman Arkum Asylum game. It’s not the charcoal set I hoped for but, it’s something.
The "what if's...?" of daily life.
You know, it’s nights like these laying outside that all these thoughts go through my head. I wonder if some situations would have played out as meant to would I be who I am at the immidiate moment. I’m almost 99.9% certain that I would be happy or as happy as I could possibly act but deep down I would be miserable and a bit spiteful and bitter. I try not let this come up but...
You never conspire against the conspirator.
You just don’t.
Three minutes and fifteen seconds of pure joy. →
Bibio- Lover’s Carvings
Ladies and gentlemen: Block.
Block: Karina, let me begin by saying that if you feel i have judged you in any way.. well then.. i probably have. that being said - i apologize. i mean no harm. i really appreciate your brain, style and ability to make any situation a funny one. if by chance you wanted to ever give me money, i would take it. if you ever wanted to shit on sumones yard, i would record it for you. if you ever went to jail, i would laugh at you as i broke you out. thats just the kind of friend i am. Sincerely, Tha Block.
Me: DUDE! I just lol'd the shit out of this post.
Block: That was from the bottom of my nuts. I mean it. (:
Don't mean to be a downer
audreyisodessa: You know, you just gotta suck it up and accept that you are not special. I’ll probably end up being some house wife somewhere raising kids happily and knowing that I once thought i would change something. maybe my nightmare now, but i guess it’s not so bad. My kids are meeting your kids and they will form an amazing band collaborating with Bon Iver and Sufjan Stevens.
The top questions I've received today:
“Are you okay?” “No, seriously. Are you…okay?” (pot reference) “Do you have any money?” *knocks on stall* “Uh…can…can I get some toilet paper?” “Karina, I’m going to ask you one last time: do you or do you not have a sex tape?” <——this conversation was by far the funniest
Today was good.
I got home and finally finished making the flick from way back in December. I like the outcome.
tatumrose: I want to dance, flirt, and look sexy. I want to wear a skirt and heels. I’ve never been scandalous, but I just want to feel like I still have the ability to attract men. Sometimes a simple smile from a stranger of the opposite sex is wonderful.
Wow. I guess I have changed.
I drank coffee today…and liked it. I also said no and stood my ground and said what I was thinking rather than playing what I would say over in my head like a movie reel. I like this “change” people have spoken to me of. This seems promising.
During government we were talking about music. Of course, my friend Daniel told me I was a freak for listeneing to “Bonny Eever when it’s nothing but noise” but then I said: “How can you call me a freak when all you listen to is PMS and that “chopped-and-skewed crap?” To which my friend replied: “Ok 1.) get out, 2.) it’s SPM, not PMS and 3.)...
But I still remember that day we met in December…love you more than those...– Llana Del Rey “Blue Jeans” She is the only artist I’ve been listening to all weekend. I love it.
lateinbloom replied to your post: I just ordered my new phone. About time you get a phone. (As if I have know you so long) Hey gurrl? Can I git cho’ numbahhh? :D Now we can text each other drunk at 3 in the morning! YAAAY!
I just ordered my new phone.
Happy day! Not only did this just happen, but today I resisted the want to take out a Jackson out of my trip fund for some good ol’ Chinese. Oh happy day, indeed. No more awkwardly waiting at the doctor’s/class/store/hair place.
Today I found all of my Luchador masks that my...
I guess she thought I was into that kinds of stuff when I was eleven. That and she would always call me Martin or “mijo” when CLEARLY I was a girl/”mija”. Bless her soul. Now that they are recovered I think you know what that means? Film crew assembbbbbbllllee! I’ve already written up a script AND scouted locations to film. Seeing as our last short hasn’t...
audreyisodessa replied to your video: Llana Del Rey | Blue Jeans December? White… if your like me you saw her on snl. right, right? I did! I mean, duh. I’ve been hearing a lot of crap about her performance but I didn’t think it was as horrible as they claimed it to be. It was a SNL so of course she would be nervous.
Pop > Soda.
Dear G-Money, This is a battle which can not be won. Also, not only is soda greater than pop but I’m almost 100% sure that some one messed with your < > keys, hence the constant typeo’s. Your fellow blogger and winner of this battle, The Gurt.
I don't really know how this is going to happen...
LOLLAPALOOZA WILL GO DOWN! After almost getting arrested last year—I didn’t know we commoners weren’t allowed in certain areas of the park!—during the set-up, meeting all these schnazzy peeps and attending the after-shows, this summer I want to be a part of it fully and legally. Unless the 2012 line up sucks that is. In that case, yeah, never mind.
I want an official Lionel Pritchert and the... →
“The designs are by Staven which is a miracle. They’re pretty simple but I think, um, it reflects, uh, Staven in a way.” Here now is Lionel Prichert himself plugging his band and tee’s: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7Sn0fSfZF8&feature=digest_sat