how I roll

Here's a tribal shaman magic swimming pool dance that you should probably look at.

It inspired me to write "a poem".

When I Grow Up

When I grow up
I want to be a maniac
a maniac
on the dance floor.

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I was walking on 6th avenue the other day when I saw this magazine cover in a window:



I know the words are a little hard to make out, but I'll transcribe for you:

"ZOMG ICELAND YOU CAN DO IT!"

"preserve your genes! you guys are all, like, so hot! zomg!"

"use your hotness to make people like you!"

"make music! you guys are like totally good at that! making music is so cute! people like music! people like cuteness!"

"there's nothing wrong with just fishing and knitting you guys! that is like so totally cute also!"


I wasn't sure whether to be offended or entertained. But what can I say. I'm pretty cute, I have two of those sweaters and I make music.

speaking of. feather and folly are playing a show tonight.

I am trying to not fail at life. I mostly want to go home. And look at the wall. And look at the television. And eat food all the time. And not communicate. And be completely useless.

But I don't know what will happen.

I want to write about things on this blog all the time, fun things maybe, but then I think "no you are failing at life you don't have time to blog".

That's how I roll.

a poem

the name of this poem is:

"almost all the capitalized words of the 1600 word e-mail I just wrote for a million hours"

dedicated to t. hagström.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!
HEY I'M ICELANDIC WE DON'T EVEN HAVE AN ARMY WTF!
"I PROMISE I PROMISE"
SMALL.
GUESS WHAT:
NO THIS TASTES LIKE PLAGUE.
AND THIS FROM THE PERSON WHO KEPT TELLING ME TO NOT GET DRUNK.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THOSE ARE?
GERMAN.

AND BURP CASTLE.
REALLY GOOD.

sometimes I don't know what to write

Appropriately, I just watched 5 episodes of the secret life of the american teenager. in a row. online. That marks the beginning of my "vacation". My last day of work was today. I leave for New York in 20 days. Pretty good vacation. The secret life of the american teenager is about amercians and how good people practice abstinence and are pro-life. More specifically: pretty blondes practice abstinence. latinos are slutty. asians are smart. and african-americans are insightful.

5 episodes. 250 minutes.


vacation.






abstinence.

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so anyway, did you know how Michael Cera's parents stole my DNA when I was a baby and made him with it? I think I'm gonna have to demand royalties.