For some reason this clip featured prominently in a dream I had last night.
I think I was picking a bunch of them up?
It would have passed unnoticed until I looked for a paperclip just now and saw this exact clip stuck to the magnet thingy on my desk.
I’ve been getting into a lot of new music lately, and not blogging about it. Shit, when was the last time I actually blogged an album?
/me checks
OK, 2 years ago.
I am not going to do that today though. Instead, I am going to expand on something I was thinking earlier, when I was talking to someone who’s just been through a nasty break-up and is left with 90% of her iPod reminding her of this guy.
Anyway, this got me thinking about the songs I have that remind me of the various women to come and go in my life (in a good way, mind).
In no particular order:
If anyone besides Jack (I was just talking to him about this over IM) can affix them to their subjects then they win a no-prize, courtesy of my man, Stan.
Twitter is really cool, and I’m not just smitten because I’m desperately looking for a way to procrastinate the death throes of my degree.
Probably.
I suggest you sign up for twitter right away if you haven’t. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have anything to say, there are famous people and writers and all sorts on there, some of whom even have interesting things to say. Hell, even Barack Obama has been known to tweet.
This just popped through the door.
I guess if anyone’s going to use lolcats in an advertising campaign then the RSPCA is a natural choice.
Considering both that this term was introduced to me some months ago and that I recognised it immediately as something I was going through, I really shouldn’t have waited until today to read up on the matter.
It’s reassuring to be able to dissect the events that have lead up to this state, and see my own experiences fit so clearly the theoretical pattern. One of the questions I would find myself asking most often is “how the hell did this come to be?” – so it’s nice to have a plausible answer.
Wikipedia does not, however, know how I ought to go about stopping.
Answers on a postcard please…
Can you live entirely off food with holes in it? It might be a good idea for a diet, since holes don’t contain any calories!