Thursday, August 27, 2009

oh humans. and bands.

• I tried to like them, but it never worked for me. But I tried so hard, because they had street-cred.
• Its funny once you realize you’ve put way too much effort into trying to like a band.
• Yeah. I have done it many times. You try so hard because it seems like you SHOULD like them. When it’s something that is so trivial. If you don’t like a band when you first hear them, why on earth would you keep trying? Like it’s a chore?
• Yeah. It is a mission you must accomplish. Or else you are a failure.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

touché, fiancée

• How are you, Natalie?
• Good. How are you... ummm...
• You forgot my name?!
• And you forgot mine. It's Crystal.

Friday, August 7, 2009

r.i.p. fresh basil

Though it may be dead and tossed over the fence now, thanks so much for the gift of fresh basil. It has been so delicious.
Dead and tossed over the fence?!
Nature at its finest. And cruelest.

almost invitations

I'm starting to think a complete address list of 500 will be the most glorious sight I've ever beheld.
I second that motion.
...
Got an address.
Yes! Put it on the list!

moon! moon!

Coolest moon in the west.
I don't see it!
But it's so cool! It's kinda low...
I see it! And whoa! Whoa... Arabian nights.