January 2011
6 posts
The Best Time I Ever Choreographed A Dance Routine
When I was in 3rd grade, I loved few things as much as I loved pretending that I was cool, and as the kids say, that I didn’t give a fuuuuhh. Point in fact, I gave many fuuuhhs and still do. I suffered from paralyzing insecurity and shyness which I covered with excessive, albeit affected, confidence. Something that is maybe important to know is...
"Well that's stupid," I thought.
I pulled up tumblr, ready to blog, without something relevant to say. And then there was nothing. What a ridiculous culture, to be vain enough to think people want to listen when you have nothing to say, and have that be a common occurrence. So, instead of burying this realization in the ground where it belongs, I wrote it on tumblr.
Thanks, Hemingway.
This is BULLSHIT.
Do you know where I live? Of course you do, you creepy bastard. I live in the San Fernando Valley. Do you know what our main exports are? That’s right, porn and donuts. Know what else? SWEAT. Sweat is our cash crop.
There is no reason for it to be so cold right now. None. This isn’t even one of those times where you shake your head and sigh, “Global Warming.” ...
THE JEANS
So I stuck to my running schedule pretty well and felt really really good about myself and my body and the new year because hey, in the words of Boyz II Men I will do me right. But then New Year’s Eve happened.
So I bought those really cute light washed jeans from J.Crew because I got it in my head that I wanted them and that they were going to play a part in my new style this year and...