March 2011
February 2011
Watchseanokane:
A quick look at how these award show nights go for me
Crazyness
reblog if a song/band/live performance has ever...
Flight of the Conchords.
Grammys: Egg
Me: Lady Gaga arrived in an egg.
Mom: Don’t we all?
If you can best And even you can do your worst And you can sing the songs you like I would savor every verse I try to be ironic While letting you know How I feel about being with you Well you’re bad You’re bad news Yeah you’re bad You’re bad news Oh no You’ll hate me You’re crazy You cant live with me For all time Cause its too fucking early For you to be in songs I write
A...
On Living Alone or Being a Freelancer or Both
diana-vilibert:
Extroverts are sometimes concerned for me. Don’t you spend a lot of time alone? Don’t you sometimes go full days without speaking to another person? I do, but this doesn’t bother me. What bothers me is when I realize, often mid-sentence, that while I may have not spoken to a single person all day, I have spoken to my cat. Often making some iteration of “Who’s a little muffin...
