Seven songs in I realise I still passively know all the lyrics to Toxicity.
August 25, 2014
Maybe there’s a lot more to life than being really, really ridiculously good-looking.
“Ignition… first gear… Spandau Ballet…”
No-judgement-zone etc. #brochatroom
I have Take That’s Never Forget stuck in my head. Help.
I am pretty sure that the feeling of obligation to answer a ringing phone in any given situation is a generational thing.
August 24, 2014
Good god.
Removed almost a cubic centimetre of lint from my phone. Suddenly the charger fits in perfectly again.
“Old School Style nicht nur für Hip Hop Kids.”
Tagged a tumblr post with “tw: boring” and got an angry message that I should not make fun of trigger warnings and that I am The Problem.
August 23, 2014
"Anyone wanna get weird and play Mario Kart?"
“Good info Hillbillie, Thanks!”
“That feeling of having your butt grabbed by a ghost isn't an isolated stigma. Everyone is getting ghost-fondled.” O_O
First coffee out of the @pooliestudios mug I got on tuesday. Tastes the same, but feels a lot more designery.
(Holymoly, Lotte Milkis is vile stuff.)
The Artist Is Present marinaabramopug.tumblr.com/post/949970973… Powerful.
(Oh, and if you ever cared to know what kind of music I listen to while cycling: youtu.be/IYeVZmRW2W4 )
In an infinite act of robotic wisdom, Spotify decided that “Stayin’ Alive” would be the right song to play right after “Anaconda.”
Pondering my breakfast options.