Total plays? 103. Or 104 if you count this very moment.
I mean, even I'm surprised that my top 25 is this horrifyingly bad.
Really, Molls? Not a single Fiona or Pumpkins or Strokes song? Cause it feels like that's all you ever listen to.
Smell Yo' Dick? For real, Molls?
That would sound so chic on a circa 2004 message t. Print it up."Sometimes it's important to remember what you don't have."
- Me, right now
Sundays are boring and guilt-filled days. You regret everything you've done and haven't done and you're stuck in a place where you can't really do anything because a bunch of annoying religious-types decided a long time ago that Sunday was Punishment Day and all the banks and fun stores and cool things should be shut down or unavailable. This is the day you sit on your hands and watch your life spin out of control all around you. Don't even say anything because you won't get a response... It's Sunday.
Oddly enough, I never felt that way when I was working my real-person job at Defamer because I liked feeling important and didn't mind pushing through until Monday when my routine would kick in again. It's all leftover emotional shit from childhood, like that famous 60 Minutes quote from My So-Called Life that says something about the ticking clock and how it feels like it's actually counting down your life. I always felt that way Sunday nights growing up. After Murder, She Wrote and Touched By an Angel, the two programs I looked forward to all week, the week was over for good and what you've done and not done was in the books for life. It's like the night before running a marathon that you have to run to save your life or something. Who the fuck wants to wake up and run that day?
Not this lady.
So I'm metaphorically carb-loading and putting Band-Aids on my nipples right now. When you run 26 miles in a mesh tank top, your nipples are bound to wind up bloody.
Holy shit.
Yo, this is late, but I just realized this morning that this song is officially out of date:
Soooo, Alex has basically been peer pressuring me to post semi-nudes with him over at Bed Time forever and I always refused for two reasons:
1) I'm afraid of looking cheesy and clichéd
2) My manager said I can get more money to be naked in a movie if I don't have naked photos on the internet.
I'm not remotely opposed to nudity if the person in the photo is involved and in to it and it's not a total raunch fest. It's not a moral issue for me what so ever. SOOOOO, being that I'm unemployed, extra loosey-goosey and bananas these days and well, a little bored, I gave in and agreed to have a Semi Nude Picture Day with Alex.
What has resulted is kind of phenominal. People are posting semi-nudes left and right. All kinds of people. Then I went from being excited to straight up moved when I saw this from RealRealSoft:
what a fun, interesting experiment. i used to get woofed at in highschool, so being able to post a cheeky picture of myself without feeling fuckidly insecure is nice. this kinda feels like a tumblr meetup where everyone has to get in a hottub or something.
I mean, this thing is just starting and already people are healing leftover scars from high school. That's pretty awesome.
Here's a collage someone already made of a bunch of the participants:
And here's mine, to be fair:
Thanks for coming to our Semi Nude Party.
I sent my photo to this girl on YouTube named Johannady who draws pictures of people by request with accompanying video. Today she sent me my sketch and the video of her drawing it. It's one of the most hilarious and surreal things I have ever seen in my life. The video, the music, her little bumper at the end to get more people to sign up... it's so ridiculous and awesome. Everyone should send this girl a photo.
