2.Post a picture of yourself. eh. there’s one on here somewhere. just find it.
3.Do you ever wish you were someone else? nah. i’m pretty cool.
4.What is your entire name? i’m not telling you that.
5.How old are you? i’m 25.
6.Your zodiac/horoscope and if you think it fits your personality: im an aquarius and i’m not entirely sure. i dont really read that stuff.
7.What did you do on your last birthday? woof. uhh…shit. OH! i had a party at my apartment. good times.
8.What is one thing you would like to accomplish before your next birthday? get a raise. totally do-able since raises are in december. WOOP.
9.What is your hair color? brown.
10.Have you ever dyed your hair? yes. but i havent in yearsssss.
11.What is your eye color? blue.
12.If you could change your eye color, would you? nope.
13.Do you wear contacts/glasses? yes.
14.Your opinion about your body and how confortable you are with it: i enjoy it.
15.Have you ever considered plastic surgery? What would you alter about your body? no. im not old enough to seriously consider that shit, but im not entirely against it once i am old enough to consider that shit.
16.Say 8 facts about your body: what? no. that’s weird.
17.Do you have any tattoos? yes.
18.Do you have any piercings? yes.
19.Left or right handed? right.
20.Do you drink? yes.
21.Do you smoke? yes.
22.Do you have any pets? yes!
23.Do you have any “rules” about food? i dont eat meat.
24.What talent do you wish you’d been born with? any musical performance ability at all. I’m really awful at everything. except listening. i can listen fairly well.
25.Are you a bad person? fuck, i hope not.
26.Are you nice to everyone? yes. unless i dont like you. in which case, i would have already told you i dont like you. i dont really do that two faced bullshit. unless we work together and i HAVE to be nice to you even though i think you are a douche because i wont want to lose my job. but you are DOUCHE.
27.Has someone ever spread a nasty rumor about you? not that i know of. so i suppose no. if it was a good spreading i would have heard, right?
28.Share 2 habits: tea drinking. knitting.
29.What is your ideal career? ideally, a&r or artist management. working in publicity right now, so i can only go up from here. i had this crazy dream that i got paid to be a harry potter knowledge expert and that j.k. rowling was my friend. that’d be the dream job.
30.Is your life anything like it was two years ago? nope!
31.Do you replay things that have happened in your head? sometimes. but not for very long. i usually forget things pretty quickly. i smoke too much pot, man.
32.Say 10 facts about your room: uhm. alright. uh…records. messy. red. television. thats kind of it.
33.Do you have any phobias? uhm…heights, i suppose.
34.Ever broken any bones? i broke my knee cap once. it was intense.
35.Share something about yourself others might think is weird: i have this thing with foods that i wont eat because i judge them based on their texture.
36.Do you have a facebook? If so, would you add the person who sent you this? yes i do. and no..i wouldnt. first off, no one sent this to me. secondly, i dont friend strangers. thats WEIRD.
37. quote you try to live by: “it does not do to dream and forget to live.”
38.What’s your favorite band/singer? this question is so difficult. i’m just going to list my favorite shit, and im not listing any recent shit because as far as i’m concerned, anything new has nothing on: the beatles, bob dylan, the temptations, the supremes, the rolling stones, the byrds, the rascals, the kinks.
39.Dogs or cats? dogs AND cats.
40.What are the top five places you wish you could go before you die? italy. greece. australia. AFRICA!!! india. except i probably wont ever go to india because i wont take a shit in a hole. so we can cross off india and say brazil.
41.What are four things you can’t live without and why? tea! my kitten, momo. my record collection. my iphone. for sure, i went there. i love that fucking phone.
42.Are you more like your mom or your dad? i think i am equal parts both.
43.Do you have any siblings? yes.
44.Are you going out of town soon? no. =(
45.Would you ever smile at a stranger? yes. why not?
46.Do you have someone you can be your complete self around? yes.
47.Who is your most loyal friend? kc. (:
48.Have you ever felt replaced? yes.
49.Do you ever want to get married? yes.
50.Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years? probably not.
51.Do you get jealous easily? not at all. green isnt a good color on anyone.
52.Do you like to dance? i LOVE TO DANCE.
53.What was the first concert/show you attended? backstreet boys, bitch.
54.You’re in a tattoo parlor about to get inked. What are you getting done? touching up my other ink or finally working on my phoenix sleeve. that shit is gonna be sick.
55.You’re given $10,000…under one condition: you cannot keep the money for yourself. Who would you give it to? my parents!
56.What is the first curse word that comes to mind? FUCK
57.Are you a procrastinator or do you get things done early? i find that i procrastinate less now than i did when i was at school. probably because i get paid to not procrastinate.
58.Is there something that happened in your past that you hate talking about? nope. im pretty open.
59.Do you hate anyone? nope. i dislike certain people. i dont really hate anyone.
60.Are you good at hiding your feelings? i can suck it up for a night, sure.
61.Do you care if people talk badly about you? nope.
62.One thing you’re excited for: christmas!!!!
63.Who is your celebrity crush? RYAN GOSLING. who doesn’t love that man????
Lester Bangs: So, you’re the one who’s been sending me those articles from your school newspaper. William Miller: I’ve been doing some stuff for a local underground paper, too. Lester Bangs: What, are you like the star of your school? William Miller: They hate me. Lester Bangs: You’ll meet them all again on their long journey to the middle.
Friday night, when to see Trombone Shorty at Terminal 5 with c-dawg. If you’ve ever been to Terminal 5, you know that it sucks balls. If you’ve never been to Terminal 5, this is me informing you that it sucks
That place is like a fucking maze, and its almost impossible to find a good spot to stand where you can actually see the band unless you get there ridiculously early and hawk out your location immediately.
In a stroke of brilliant luck, c-dawg and I got there, got drinks, had a cigarette AND found a decent spot on the 2nd level right against the balcony.
Let me just say, if you have never heard of Trombone Shorty, get fucking wise and Spotify that shit or hop on youtube and find some live performance vids. Sick as fuck.
So yes. We got there, satisfied our thirst and had a great spot to enjoy the set. Something I really enjoy about Trombone Shorty and his backing band Orleans Avenue, is that here is this young, soulful lookin’ black dude tearing it up NOLA style on some brass, and hes backed by the whitest lookin’ dudes I have ever seen. I mean, jew-fro white. They were all amazing musicians..but it was just quite funny to me. In the same respect, the amount of white people hippie dancing at this show was astronomical. Seeing white people hippie dance is always a sight because it is not only HILARIOUS but also UNBEARABLE.
I went to a DMB concert a few years ago for my Concert Touring class. I had to go to one arena concert at some point during my semester, and I just waited way too long to choose one and got stuck with fuckin’ DMB. The dancing hippie is a huge reason as to why I cannot deal with that shit.
Anyway. Long story short and amazing, the dude next to us lit up a joint and passed it over. Then we danced our faces off and enjoyed more vodka sodas. The evening ended with a knish. It was delicious.
I have had an incredibly stressful two days at work. Yesterday started with Boss in a bad mood, which set the tone for the day. Then a tv slot I’ve been working hard on locking in for the past two weeks fell through. It just seemed like one thing after another. And today just started off too stressful and confusing with our mail blast service.
This sounds incredibly boring. Apologies. Bottom line = bad two days.
On the bright side, I’m going to see Trombone Shorty tomorrow night at Terminal 5, which should be dope. I have a +1 and it’s been quite difficult to find a friend who wants to come, but I’m sure that will fall together at the last minute. On Saturday, I’m 99% sure I’ll be getting my septum pierced (I’m insane. Gggaaaahhhhh!) and then heading into the city with K. My good friend and former coworker, Tilley, is in NYC this weekend and I’m hoping to grab a drink with him at some point Saturday before heading to Joes Pub to catch a set by the amazing Dessa. if you’ve never heard of her, head over to doomtree.com/Dessa or check herr out on spotify. If underground hip hop is your thang, she’s your girl. Also, the rest of the doomtree crew is great.
Gonna sip my tea, eat these peanuts, smoke this bowl and watch the secret circle.
tumblr amazes me. the array of people on here is my fav part. i follow some dope writers, artists, musicians, music lovers, humor sites, etc and manage to find some crazies as well. i think digital world crazies are the most interesting. watching someone lose their cool on their blog/website/a forum/facebook is so fascinating to me.
the thing is, you can just so easily choose to ignore something, delete something, delete someone to not have to deal with things. people just have this absurd desire to win at something, no matter how wrong they may be.
I work with an incredibly lazy person and I find that this makes me want to pull my hair out.
It isn’t even that her laziness directly affects me and the way that I work, but it’s simply the fact that I can’t wrap my head around how someone doesn’t put forth the effort to think for a moment to solve a problem.
Let’s talk about this asshole, shall we?
For the sake of this post and privacy, lets call her Karen.
Karen is an asshole. karen always come to work super early and leaves super late. But Karen isn’t really doing much extra work. Karen just thinks it makes her look good (it doesn’t, Karen. and I see you on facebook for the last hour of work so I know you ain’t doin’ a thang thats productive).
SO ANYWAY. we aren’t supposed to get to work until 9:30am. Karen is always here at 9am..or earlier. Which is cray cray. ANYWAY. I get to work at 9:30 and Karen is standing in the hallway and she looks up and says to me “my key doesn’t work.”
LET’S BACKTRACK for a moment. We just moved into a new office, and have yet to make enough copies of our new key. Yesterday, we had two copies made, one of which was given to Karen because she is always here first. Makes sense, yes? Right. Now let’s continue…
So, Karen continues “Boss isn’t coming in today, right? He has the other key.”
And I say “Well, Karen, have you gone down to the building management office and asked them to open the door?”
And OF COURSE, Karen says “uh..no.”
THIS IS MY PROBLEM WITH KAREN. She stood her ass in the hallway for 30 minutes instead of walking down ONE flight of stairs and knocking on the proper door to solve this issue. She just stood there. I was the one who walked down the stairs to retrive a key (which I did) and open the door (which I also did) and save the day (not really, because this bitch should have figured enough to do this shit on her own.)
THIS IS MY PROBLEM WITH KAREN.
My other problem with Karen is that the only thing she considers good music is Bruce Springsteen, yet she insists on butting into conversations I have with my desk neighbor, St. Louis (keeping the names a secret) about music.
After browsing tumblr for an evening, I have seen far too many photos of Smirnoff ice and mikes hard. I want you all to know, this is weak as fuck. Drink a real drink, not a bitch drink