December 2010
140 posts
I was just told that I look like “that guy who sings that song, it’s kinda queer… James Blunt”. Sweet jesus, fml.
really trying to figure out my new years plans
ain’t it wonderful to be where I always wanted to be? for the first time I’ll be free here in new york city.
business plan: done. weekly contract work: done. sleep? nuh uh
Let there be no question: this man is the greatest... →
Watch the snowfall from my window on Ustream →
Aww yeah. It’s officially a white xmas in Delaware.
let the repetitive viewings of A Christmas Story continue.
merry christmas, y'all.
love your family and such for me
WMGK is playing all beatles until midnight
i just heard “here there & everywhere” on the radio… that’s what I call a merry christmas.
I never give you my pillow;
I only send you my invitations
movies to watch this weekend:
-santa claus is coming to town -a christmas story -christmas vacation -muppet christmas carol -about a boy -love actually -die hard okay, i think that’s enough.
Santa Bring My Baby Back (To Me) by Yours Truly...
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dear santa:
-girl -dog -socks deal?
GOOD GRIEF.
i’m out of bed, i am wearing clothes; is that not good enough for you, World?
i want to hold you in the bible-black pre-dawn. you’re quite a quiet domino, bury me now.
I’ll never snow on your parade
ben folds - emaline.
“To practice any art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul...”
– Kurt Vonnegut (via tulletulle)
in desperate need of a tall cup of tea, a blanket and words no one is rushing to say.
in these frozen & silent nights sometimes in a dream you appear outside under the purple sky diamonds in the snow sparkle our hearts were singing it felt like christmastime
phase I, in which Doris gets her oats.
here’s looking at you, kid.