(via fuckyeahrockyhorror)
“You look like you’re both..pretty groovy.”
I don’t want to meet someone who thinks my bad habits are “adorable”. I don’t want to date a person who goes out of their way to have stuff in common with me. If I chew my gum too loud and it annoys you, tell me. If I’m a bitch, say I’m a bitch. I don’t have patience for people who compromise, who conform, or who are passive just for the sake of getting along. Realistically, you can’t keep it up.
What is annoying about me really is annoying. It annoys me, and it’ll annoy you. In a few months you’ll start speaking up and saying, “hey, could you not do that?” or, “I don’t know why you can’t just eat a meal without picking it apart and throwing half of it away.” If you spend the first couple of months actively trying to be the perfect match to someone, you’ll soon realize that it was a waste of time to begin with. Trying to be the ideal partner for someone is the same as lying, whether you’re ready to admit that or not. Once you can’t keep the charade up any longer you’ll notice a few things. One, you’ve changed who you are, and you hate yourself for it. Two, you just wasted your time and mine. And three, there really is someone out there that is your complement and when you meet them you won’t have to fake it.
A good relationship is an easy one. You don’t have to convince the other person that you have stuff in common. When you meet someone who loves a band as much as you do, you just know they do, you don’t have to convince them of it. You don’t have to agree on everything, and you don’t have to have the same book collection. There’s a difference between loving a person and loving the things they love. The times when you love both, though, that’s the person you need to hold on to.
If this song sounds familiar to those few non-Sonic Youth fans, it’s because a while back The Faint covered it in their own style (and did a pretty good job, in my opinion.)
Twenty-nine portraits of San Francisco. For all of you who needed a little more convincing to come visit, or who just love SF.
(Thanks Andy for showing me this.)
(I realized I was wearing (nearly) the same thing as Charlie when I saw this picture, so, naturally.)
(Also, I’m sorry.)
I remember the day I got this bag in 1994. It came with one of those pens, where if you turned it upside down the little rocket guy would move to the other end. I have actively used this bag SINCE 1994 and just right now, this second, I realized what the hell it was because of you geeks. Thank you and good night.
HEY DAVE I MADE YOU SOME COOKIes..oh. Oh, I see. Nevermind then. Sir. If I can even call you that. I’LL TAKE MY COOKIES ELSEWHERE.I won’t post the actual numbers because, frankly, it’s quite embarassing. I can, however, tell you in order:
SUCK IT, BAILEY!
Tuesday is coming up Dave.
(Oh yeah, I hate you too, Paul E. Wog aka PEW aka stink not laser.)
nancy-ekholm-burkert - from James and the Giant Peach
This just made me so happy for some reason. Remember reading this and first picturing the giant peach in your head and how you wished you lived there?
What: A San Francisco Tweet(up)
When: Jan 23, 2010
Where: Hotel Vertigo (venue as of yet unknown)
If you’re not yet on it, please sign up for the SF Tweetup Google group. Thanks to the superior speaking-to-people-on-the-phone-skills of @AuntMarvel, we’ve got a block of hotel rooms at Hotel Vertigo, so book away. And last but not least, PLEASE RSVP BY DECEMBER 23RD HERE. (If I don’t have your email address, send it to me at twitterpoeks@gmail.com.)
Google group: http://groups.google.com/group/sftweetup
Hotel Vertigo bookings:
https://reservations.ihotelier.com/crs/g_reservation.cfm?groupID=411517&hotelID=14477
RSVP FORM TO FILL OUT (Thanks @Yayaa):
http://spreadsheets.google.com/viewform?formkey=dEpNcUNjdDFJcVBKTnFteU5fZk1fcUE6MA
VIEW EVERYONE’S ANSWERS:
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Oh, Jen, what would I do without you.
So, I’ve been stressed out, for a while, about the hole I’ve dug myself into. (I don’t even know why I’m telling anyone this, I guess it’s one of those things you people do, talk about yourself and whatnot.) Basically it’s a little educational hole. I’ve wanted to just get school over with for so long, that I was resorting to just finishing any random degree (closest one is psychology, with 8 remaining courses, in case you were wondering) just to get an entry level job and start working. I saw all of these 26 year old kids with these “paying the bills” jobs and thought to myself, “okay, I’ll do that.” Well, I’ve realized that we live a lot longer than 30 years, so why should I do a job that I have no interest in? I’ve also realized how old I am. So, you do the math, no, not that math, the theoretical math. The, might as well spend the next two or three years getting a degree that will actually lead to a job I’ll really enjoy and until then I’ll work at Safeway (not literally), math. What I’m saying is, I’d rather have a job I love at (gasp) 25, than work at Safeway (literally) with a psychology degree. So, there you have it. That’s what I’ve been doing for the past week or so, while I sat around binge drinking and tweeting about it. Oh, and for those of you playing along at home: Ronald Reagan.
It’s so fascinating because it’s completely true.
Hi, I’m actor Troy McClure. You might remember me from…
…such educational films as “Lead Paint: Delicious but Deadly” and “Here Comes the Metric System!”
…such films as “The Erotic Adventures of Hercules” and “Dial ‘M’ for Murderousness.”
…such films as “‘P’ is for Psycho” and “The President’s Neck is Missing.”
…such Fox Network Specials as “Alien Nose Job” and “The Five Fabulous Weeks of the Chevy Chase Show.”
I hate every ape I see, from chimpan-A to chimpan-Z.
…such educational films as “Two Minus Three Equals Negative Fun” and “Firecrackers: The Silent Killer”.
…such driver’s ed films as “Alice’s Adventures Through The Windshield Glass” and “The Decapitation of Larry Leadfoot”.