I still like to buy CDs. My car has a really good soundsystem and even though there’s an iPhone hook up sometimes there’s nothing quite like just listening to a CD from beginning to end. It’s been a while since I last bought one, though, to be honest — maybe it was the last Kanye West album? It’s strange to think that at a certain point my physical music library just sort of ended. And with Kanye West, of all things. I imagine that would make him quite pleased.
Now I don’t buy albums at all — not even on iTunes. It’s all Spotify at this point. Spotify, you sweet, sweet beautiful app.
I finally started reading Haruki Murakami’s 1Q84 and I’m not very far in but already I know I will love this book, as I always love his books and the way his words paint pictures in my brain.
(Don’t be surprised if a lot of Murakami quotes start popping up on this ol’ blog in the next few weeks. I mean, I did name my fish after him, so… sorry in advance? Actually, you’re welcome in advance. Murakami is a goddamn prophet, you guys)
The downside to starting the book is already I don’t want to put it down and now how will I ever do anything I am supposed to do when I could just be reading?
They never tell you about the dark underbelly of book-reading, do they.
These are my friends Jack and Julia dressed up as Baby Gracie and Coach Taylor (from FNL, duh) for Halloween three years ago. Probably my favorite-ever couples costume. They are getting married this weekend in Chicago. Look at how great they are! I LOVE MY FRIENDS!!!
I want this dude to narrate my life. Then I’ll start hitting up discotheques just so Giorgio can say “discotheque” a few more times.
let’s vacation near saturn this summer
If Daft Punk existed throughout the last century…. they’d probably sound a little bit like this. Check it out
sounds of my childhood
I think I might consume as much astronaut ice cream as actual astronauts but I guess that’s what happens when you buy a Groupon for a box full of enough astronaut ice cream to feed everyone on the first shuttle to Mars.
Pens are assholes.
So I just clicked out of my tumblr dashboard and looked at my actual TUMBLR (as in stamos.tumblr.com) for the first time in a while. some thoughts I am having:
- I totally forgot to mention that that not too long ago when I was probably supposd to be procrastinating but was fucking around on a photo app on my iphone instead i made a new graphic for this tumblr that incorporates the title from my original blog
- Have you guys looked at your own tumblr, like, outside of your dash? Is everyone’s as insane? Mine looks like this weird freak portal inside my brain that couldn’t possibly make any sense to anyone but me and i barely understand what it is I am posting and why.
- Are there some people who visit this website who don’t have tumblr? And like, is this how you see it every time you visit this website?
- Man it is a GOOD THING tumblr and blogs and all this stuff didn’t exist when I was growing up and in high school. Kids today are so fucked.
