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~ Tuesday, April 22 ~
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"I wonder why I don’t go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no matter how tired, no matter how incoherent I am, I can skip an hour or more of sleep and live."
— Sylvia Plath

Sylvia forgot to add “and feel like shit the next day when I mysteriously drive to work without realizing it and stare blankly at requests from coworkers as I slowly crumble into a sleep husk form.” Oh, I guess that’s living. Thanks, Sylvia. The oven is ready.
SONG: Robert Pollard - “Things I Will Keep”

"I wonder why I don’t go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no matter how tired, no matter how incoherent I am, I can skip an hour or more of sleep and live."

— Sylvia Plath

Sylvia forgot to add “and feel like shit the next day when I mysteriously drive to work without realizing it and stare blankly at requests from coworkers as I slowly crumble into a sleep husk form.” Oh, I guess that’s living. Thanks, Sylvia. The oven is ready.

SONG: Robert Pollard - “Things I Will Keep”

Tags: robert pollard sleep deprivation sylvia plath tonight I will get more than four hours
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~ Monday, April 21 ~
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"Oh, you mysterious girls, when you are fifty-two we shall find you out; you must come into the open then. If the mouth has fallen sourly yours the blame: all the meanness your youth concealed have been gathering in your face. But the pretty thoughts and sweet ways and dear, forgotten kindnesses linger there also, to bloom in your twilight like evening primroses."
- J.M. Barrie

SONG: Molly Nilsson - “We’re Never Coming Home”

"Oh, you mysterious girls, when you are fifty-two we shall find you out; you must come into the open then. If the mouth has fallen sourly yours the blame: all the meanness your youth concealed have been gathering in your face. But the pretty thoughts and sweet ways and dear, forgotten kindnesses linger there also, to bloom in your twilight like evening primroses."

- J.M. Barrie

SONG: Molly Nilsson - “We’re Never Coming Home”

Tags: girls deceit sleep stocking i am so tired and need sleep badly molly nilsson jm barrie
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Helios is back in good graces.
He sent me this personal thank you that I had wanted. (I wrote to their management company after receiving the first generic thank you and said how I didn’t think it was right to pay for a thank you that didn’t even include my name. They stayed on top of it, and kept telling me that Helios would write something. I thought they would forget, but then out of the blue they told me they finally had him in their offices to write the thank you.) 
I love Chrome a lot, so this means the world to me.  THE WORLD.
SONG: Chrome - “March of the Chrome Police”

Helios is back in good graces.

He sent me this personal thank you that I had wanted. (I wrote to their management company after receiving the first generic thank you and said how I didn’t think it was right to pay for a thank you that didn’t even include my name. They stayed on top of it, and kept telling me that Helios would write something. I thought they would forget, but then out of the blue they told me they finally had him in their offices to write the thank you.) 

I love Chrome a lot, so this means the world to me.  THE WORLD.

SONG: Chrome - “March of the Chrome Police”

Tags: chrome helios creed happiness yessssssssss
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"She knew that they were waiting like wolves just outside the circumscribing light, but she had long spells of power to keep them in hungry subjection there."
- Thomas Hardy

SONG: TV on the Radio - “Wolf Like Me”

"She knew that they were waiting like wolves just outside the circumscribing light, but she had long spells of power to keep them in hungry subjection there."

- Thomas Hardy

SONG: TV on the Radio - “Wolf Like Me”

Tags: tv on the radio thomas hardy crown cecilia dreaming austin tx
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~ Friday, April 18 ~
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I like my friend Craig, and I want him to have a Tumblr.  

Craig will randomly send texts to me with which he will not reply to my responses. He’s a busy dad now, but I want him to get back to his drawing. He and I used to write letters and draw in our college years.

I miss true mail.

Anyway, I received the top text drawing from him yesterday. I assumed he was trying to tell me that he was having one of those days, and it just so happen that I was, too. I sent him my response (bottom drawing) which I didn’t receive a response to.

Craig, if you’re Internet stalking my Tumblr, I’m really serious. Get one now. DO IT.

SONG: The White Wires - “Please Write” Click HERE for song.

Tags: white wires more drawings craig seriously do it now
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~ Thursday, April 17 ~
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i have cramps.
I also have had wine, and am listening to French punk.
Les Cadavres - “Nucleaire Mon Ami”

i have cramps.

I also have had wine, and am listening to French punk.

Les Cadavres - “Nucleaire Mon Ami”

Tags: french punk cramps sonic grumpy tired leather jacket boots blah austin tx les cadavres
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~ Wednesday, April 16 ~
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sweetpeche: <—- I reblogged it from this person from formido from infinity and beyond

Okay, I don’t normally reblog, but this deserves it. I thought it was going to be a fight video between people in a parking lot, but it turned out to be so much more. I just wish I could hear what was playing in his truck.

I SO hope it was THIS.

(Source: videohall)

Tags: kung fu for christ i want to meet the narrator iron maiden attack
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~ Sunday, April 13 ~
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"My old grandmother always used to say, &#8216;Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends forever.&#8217;"
&#8212; George R.R. Martin

The song I&#8217;m attaching is my favorite from this band. When they perform it live, I just happily buzz into another realm. When the record was released a few years back with it, I was disappointed because Ty Segall had produced it, and put Jessica&#8217;s vocals in that fucking dumb tunnel all bands then and now like to do.
I will take this horribly recorded fuzzed out barely audible version before I link the clear tunnel studio version.
I just found a flea crawling on my stomach. I take it Ty has sent his minions to shut me up.
SONG: Heavy Cream - &#8220;I Know This&#8221;

"My old grandmother always used to say, ‘Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends forever.’"

— George R.R. Martin

The song I’m attaching is my favorite from this band. When they perform it live, I just happily buzz into another realm. When the record was released a few years back with it, I was disappointed because Ty Segall had produced it, and put Jessica’s vocals in that fucking dumb tunnel all bands then and now like to do.

I will take this horribly recorded fuzzed out barely audible version before I link the clear tunnel studio version.

I just found a flea crawling on my stomach. I take it Ty has sent his minions to shut me up.

SONG: Heavy Cream - “I Know This”

Tags: heavy cream george rr martin friends ty segall tunnel vision austin tx infinity cat nashville
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~ Saturday, April 12 ~
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When I was a kid, I was fortunate enough to live next door to my grandmother who owned a swimming pool. Each day during the summer, I would swim under her watchful gaze from a nearby kitchen window while practicing my synchronized swimmer routine. 
I was an only child, so it was pretty much a given that I was synched with my phantom team. My grandmother was very impressed with my ability to tread water and keeping my body hoisted above the waterline while zig zagging my arms back n forth in what I thought was streamline and to the beat.
Again, I was an only child.
SONG: The Mummies- &#8220;Land of 1,000 Dances&#8221;

When I was a kid, I was fortunate enough to live next door to my grandmother who owned a swimming pool. Each day during the summer, I would swim under her watchful gaze from a nearby kitchen window while practicing my synchronized swimmer routine. 

I was an only child, so it was pretty much a given that I was synched with my phantom team. My grandmother was very impressed with my ability to tread water and keeping my body hoisted above the waterline while zig zagging my arms back n forth in what I thought was streamline and to the beat.

Again, I was an only child.

SONG: The Mummies- “Land of 1,000 Dances”

Tags: swimming the mummies estrus records gg go for the gold
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~ Friday, April 11 ~
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atabbeyroad asked: I love all your art.

I don’t even love all my art, but I really really like the fact that you let me know that you love it. (thank you)


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