I know, I know. I’m slow. I don’t post much. But if you like the things I do post, check out my other Tumblelog, Other Things. It’s just viral stuff. You know, funny stuff. I post to there almost every day.
6 months agoMy friend Molly just started a new blog that I think is going to be pretty big. It’s totally self-fulfilling, which is awesome for the internet, and it has a little bit of FMyLife/TFLN appeal, which is also awesome for the internet. It’s called ‘Would You Be Mad If…?’ and it lets you submit scenarios and let the public decide if you should be mad about them or not. Like, if your boyfriend, instead of watching porn, sets up casual encounters on craigslist and then doesn’t show up for them…is it cheating? Would YOU be mad?
Check it out, yo. I’m sure two minutes on the site will explain it better than I just did.
6 months agoWinter is my favorite fucking season. I love snow and I love bundling up and I love jumping off cliffs with skis on. But this winter kind of blows.
I haven’t spent much time complaining so I’m just going to let it all out here. Preface: I’m pretty stoked on life right now, so all the things that are going to spew out here are pretty much all the things I’m pissed off about. Totally.
I’ve been working a solid 60+ hours a week since the beginning of 2010. It doesn’t seem like that much, but I work at a creative studio and spend about 50 of those hours trying to be completely brilliant. It’s exhausting. It’s thrown a wrench in my social life. It makes me want to move to California, where nobody has a job.
It’s also given me next to no time for interpersonal consideration. I don’t think about the fact that I’m single and not-so-loving-it (no time, no hoes), or that I had a bad breakup with one of my best friends that I can’t still really explain or comprehend. I’m a little worried that one of these days the weight of my emotional repression is going to collapse on me and I’m going to punch a baby in the face, or whatever.
Finally, I haven’t jumped off ANY cliffs this ski season. It’s bullshit. On the days when I actually have time enough to strap in and hit the mountain, it doesn’t snow. And the rest of the days…well, 60+ hours.
I’m going to New York tonight, to meet with clients on a couple really exciting projects. It’s a good thing I don’t hate my job because if I did I’d have gone postal by now—but I swear to God, if I don’t see at least one of my dear friends while I’m on the other side of the country I’ll probably annoy someone on the plane ride home with my uncontrollable sobbing.
This has been fun…next post, I promise, will be about something positive.
Thank goodness I’ll feel far less compelled to post uninteresting things now.
7 months ago
First head-exploding meme moment of 2010: Michael Cera gets a Jersey Shore makeover.
8 months ago
As disinterested as I usually seem in ‘getting the girl’ in the traditional sense, I have to say that I disagree with this. Maybe if the girl’s drunk, this would work in a social situation. Otherwise, it’s kind of silly to think that ignoring someone (for any discernible amount of time, like a week or more) would actually make them interested in you.
I prefer to ignore people I dislike in order to make more time for the people who I do like.
(diagram via juliaroy)
