I went to the lamest bar tonight
I think it was called Lizard's
Listen, I get it
You're a Frat bro
That's your personal lifestyle brand
But why do you all have to wear button up Polo's with the sleeves rolled up?
I guess I missed the meeting at the Dave Matthews concert 5 years ago
(After that sweet round of Hacky Sack)
I felt so out of place at this bar
And I mean that in the best possible way ever
The music these people listen to
Holy bleeding Christ on the fucking cross
If I had a nickel for every time I heard an AC/DC tune tonight.... I'd have 3 dollars and 20 cents in my pocket
I think my friend Julia put it best...
"That place had a mixture of not okay people, tolerable people and a few cool people. It was so weird seeing all those people, some i hadn't seen for years"
No, but on the real
I had a pretty good time
I saw a lot of cool cats I had not seen in forever
So that was super neat
I just can't get over all the button-up Polo's with rolled-up-sleeves and the stupid whore who put her cigarette out on my favorite Marc Jacobs hoodie
If I hear another AC/DC song tonight, I swear I'm offing myself
The drive back was kind of scary
My ride was doing 90+ on I-10
What an asshole
But at least he got me home safe
I was watching Reservoir Dogs on the drive back home
Mr. Orange: [after killing Mr. Blonde] Hey you, what's your name?
LAPD Officer Marvin Nash: Marvin.
Mr. Orange: Marvin what?
LAPD Officer Marvin Nash: Marvin Nash.
Mr. Orange: Listen to me, Marvin, I'm a c...
Mr. Orange: ...listen to me, Marvin Nash, I'm a cop.
LAPD Officer Marvin Nash: Yeah, I know.
Mr. Orange: You do?
LAPD Officer Marvin Nash: Yeah, you're name's Freddy something.
Mr. Orange: Newendyke. Freddy Newendyke.
LAPD Officer Marvin Nash: Frankie Ferchetti introduced us about five months ago.
Mr. Orange: Shit, I don't remember that at all.
LAPD Officer Marvin Nash: I do. Freddy... Freddy, how do I look?
Mr. Orange: [Freddy laughs] I don't know what to tell you, Marvin.
LAPD Officer Marvin Nash: That fuck! That sick fuck! That fucking bastard!
Mr. Orange: Marvin, I need you to hold on. There's cops waiting less than a block away.
LAPD Officer Marvin Nash: What the fuck are they waiting for? This fucking guy slashes my face, and he cuts my fucking ear off! I'm fucking deformed!
Mr. Orange: [yells] FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! I'M FUCKIN' DYING HERE! I'M FUCKIN' DYING!
[pauses and calms down]
Mr. Orange: All right, now you heard them, we'll make the move when they get back, so don't pussy out on me now, Marvin. We're just gonna sit here and bleed until Joe Cabot sticks his fucking head through that door!
A: Ever notice there's the word "mask" in masculine? And also "ass"?
B: And in feminine?
We control our thoughts which mean nothing, and not our emotions which mean everything.
Time is like a circle which is endlessly described. The declining arc is the past. The inclining arc is the future.
Everything has been said, provided words do not change their meanings, and meanings their words.
Junior Boys - In The Morning (Hot Chip Remix)
Sebastien Tellier - Divine
Hot Chip - Ready For The Floor
The Knife - Heartbeats
Royal Trux - Witch's Tit