is really grounds for a dealbreaker. you could be the most productive person; if you’re feeling tired in the slightest, grow some balls and stay up for another three hours. your body will appreciate it. pop in your favorite lord of the rings, i don’t care.
to completely counter this though, i just took one. and who am i to deny the feelings of joy i get upon the wakening realization that my nap hatched a dream - one in which a halloween party was taking place with guests dressed as different bill murray characters, and i was in attendance: blue shirt and red beanie.
i’m no neuroscientist or anything, but that’s gotta mean something.
If you are my friend, you have to watch this movie.
If you are my enemy, you HAVE to watch this movie.
If you are a fan of film, art, street art, pop art, culture, counterculture, psychology, sociology, anarchy, banksy, humans, all that. If you believe in and/or are “passionate” about any and/or all and/or some of these things, you have to watch this movie.
^What Philip said.
I’m excited that I get to watch it again now :)
yes plz. set aside ninety minutes out of your meaningful lives and have an extra pair of pants handy - you might need it.
this theory that i have about ‘boys who listen to wonder years and probably wear beanies&vans’
K: he looks like he’d be into fys. and the wonder years
M: oh hush haha
K: its true. kn0w that type down to the detail. watch. i guarantee you if you were to ask him if melrose diner was ever ‘srzly meaningful’ to him, he’d def say yes
M: okay. i’ll ask him. lol
K: also, can definitely predict a pretty accurate picture of what that shows gonna be like for you
M: please do
K: ready? ready.
K:more or less, he’s gonna want to be close to the band. he’s going to be under the illusion that while he’s screaming the lyrics word for word, that there’s a ‘real’ connection going on between him + lead singer. all the while earning himself ‘points’ trying to protect you from all the moshing douchebags. it gives him an excuse to be all touchy and boyfriend-y. its gonna be hot and sweaty in that venue and by the time you get out, its gonna be cold and awesome. and you’re totes gonna remember it as a ~genuine bonding experience.
the same that every couple who goes to those shows experiences. its what you get for the 15 bucks. 17 at the door.
it’s a great deal.
it probably actually goes like this: the girl ends up complaining that her feet/back hurt or that she’s hungry. so y’all go to a denny’s/wafflehouse/del taco. y’all pay for the checks, ride home with abbreviated stints of awkward silence and a “that was fun, let’s do it again sometime.”
i ended being right. got called a douchebag. honestly, i feel bad. the bitter taste of victory?
There is this thing currently going around tumblr about why dating a writer is good. I think it’s nice that this thing is going around, because I like writers, and lots of us could use more dates. As a writer who has dated people, though — including other writers — I would like to offer some…
Here’s an edited version of our cover of “When You Sleep”, from the video we filmed with Yours Truly in July. A lot of people have been asking for an .mp3 so I’ll oblige. I think we may end up doing a proper studio recording of this at some point in the near future. I remember we came so close to not performing this song because the piano we used was so utterly out of tune that we didn’t think we could use it. We ended up tuning our guitar down and making Denise sing in-between keys. Fun for everyone.