ALRIGHT WATCH THIS (Zombie content)

OH. FUCK. YEAH.

I want these shoes

Sambas for eva <3

Good Enough (?)

I'm sure at some point in everyone's existence, they sit back and think about their lives... "What am I doing?", "where am I going?", "what have I done with my life?", "Am I making a difference in anyone's lives?", etc etc. It's probably natural, its like an assessment of self worth. Probably for most people my age its "Did I make the right choice in college?", "Did I marry the right person?", "Do I really like what I'm doing for work?", and so on.

For me right now, it's "What am I good at?". Sounds like something that would be easy to answer. Like, everyone has to be good at something right? Fishing or working or painting or whatever. I don't really think I'm particularly good at any one thing. I can't play sports. I can't draw. I can't really play an instrument (fake big). I sucked at school (which really sucks, because I def want to try out this whole "higher education" thing, but I'm nervous about it)

I guess I was good at fighting at one point, but really, what does that amount to? Bloody clothing and hefty lawyer fees. I didn't care enough to train and take it to a professional level, and I liked hitting people in the head with inanimate objects a little too much, which professional fighting circuits probably really frown upon.

I'm also really good at sleeping. That's gotta count somewhere. Probably to someone with insomnia I'd reckon.


Ok, so here's where I'm at in my assessment: I don't really love my job. I wish I went to college. I wish I was closer with my family. I wish I had a hobby.


Let's see if I can work on any one of those things. I'm sure I could fix at least 1/4 of them.

Token Entry reprint shirts! WTF!

DO WANT!!!!!!



TIMMY CHUNKS!

A thank you note from a friend

I just found this thank you note from my friend and I thought I would share it with you. But first, here is the back story. Enjoy.

Rewind to early April, this lady thought it would be a good idea to jump into a polar bear habitat at a zoo in Germany and swim around with them.
(actual photo of the lady, photo credit to Jesus Christ)

I mean, on one hand, I get it. A) Swimming rules. B) Polar bears are cute.
But, on the other hand, A) WHAT THE FUCK? B) THEY'RE POLAR BEARS.

So as this lady swims on, getting closer to this curious looking thing, it probably registers her somewhere between intruder and giant seal looking meal.




And then...




wait for it...




waaaaait for it...



THE MONEY SHOT! NOM! NOM! NOM!



EXTREME CLOSE-UP!




Anyway, thanks to the newsies (read: jobless college kids and reject 4channers) who post over at www.b9board.com, my most reliable and up to the minute news source, I found this story and immediately brought it to the attention of my non-B9er friends.

My friend Chris was so grateful that I brought this gem into his life that he made me this little thank you note:



Here is a link to the article




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Listening to: Johnny Thunders - Seven Day Weekend
via FoxyTunes

A few things that make me happy...

Photo credit: Danielle Ramirez


In no particular order (but read from the bottom up):

Food
Chicago
Sunglasses
Perfect weather
Fred Perry shirts
Popcorn from Garrett's
Spending time with Danielle



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Listening to: Noel Gallagher - Talk Tonight
via FoxyTunes

Its Official! (aka Look at what Danielle made for me!)

You'll be seeing this every time you look at my blog... that is, if you look at my blog.
<3

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Listening to: No Hope For The Kids - Cold Touch of Death
via FoxyTunes