March 2011
9 posts
only slightly concerned
K: Bah bah, bah bah this is the sound of settling… (lalala me singing/humming badly)
J: Oh I know that song!
K: What song is it? (skeptical)
J: Uh the Tap Tap song?
My 14-year-old brother (damn when did he get so old). This is the next generation folks. Brought up on iPhones, YouTube and way too much internet. Be prepared (or just scared).
despite the rain and despite my aim
K: I’ve got a killer stomach bug. Seriously haven’t moved for multiple hours. There’s nothing but expired advil in my house
- a few minutes later -
A: Yeah I don’t think it would be safe/actually work
K: I actually took four already
A: …please don’t die
I am intensely private (well, in some aspects) and I just public’d my Twitter profile, for a variety of reasons. I feel like the internet is taking bits and pieces of me. But all kidding aside, it’s a strange idea to open up parts of your life to the entire world. Privacy is easily slipping away, despite the best, most sincere attempts to stop it.
In a similar vein, I need to post more on tumblr (or start a wordpress?) from now on too.
“What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.”
—Chuck Palahniuk (via graceisred)
