Now that I’m officially old…»
I live in constant fear that I will start typing in the wrong spot on Facebook, and post a bunch of status updates that are actually searches.
If you wish to make a blog from scratch, you must first invent the universe.
I live in constant fear that I will start typing in the wrong spot on Facebook, and post a bunch of status updates that are actually searches.
So, while my stash of bananaphone pics to post gets larger and larger, I thought I’d put it off some more and share a theory I’ve had for a while:
Given a long enough timeline, and enough surviving members, every band that has ever existed will eventually get back together and do a reunion tour. Except for Hüsker Dü.
I forgot what the second thing was, because I’ve also been putting off writing this short and useless post.
Does anyone else get as annoyed as I do when people use hashtags outside of The Twitters? #getoffmylawn #noseriouslygetthehelloffmylawn
…and also use a pic I found on inter-net. So let’s get it over with!
I’m still thinking about what to do for my tattoo idea, but you know what they say:
Click if you don’t know what they say »
Reason #12461264: My firm belief that respect is not a god-given right. It is earned (or lost). Just ask my parents! Or my former teachers! Or anyone!

No, and I never imagined I’d spend so much time in front of a computer either.
I want to get a tattoo that says NOTHING IS PERMANENT.
On my butt.
(Or my arm, where I can see it.)
In place of a bunch of emo-y words, here’s a metaphor »
My usabilities:
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Let me show you them.
Yeah, so there’s that movie coming out that’s named after everyone’s favorite relationship status on Facebook: “Single”. No, wait: “It’s Complicated”. But what you may not know is that the original title for the movie was “You Have 29382638 Farmville Requests”.
Now click here, to finish this post.