Check out my new Raybans!
Classic Tom-Cruise-circa-Top-Gun style. They were my dad's, and baby, they reek vintage.

Check one two, ha.

Check one two, ha.
- Mood:awake
- Music:Mr. Will, singing.
I went to Orlando and saw tobyMac! I even got a Facebook!


- Mood:
mmmm - Music:Damien Rice

I think she's the coolest thing ever! :)
- Mood:
accomplished - Music:Beck // Guero

I went to NYC and marched in the Saint Patrick's Day Parade! I got to see family, and all of New York! I went up the Empire State Building, saw the Statue of Liberty, saw both Fiddler on the Roof & Wicked on Broadway, saw Midsummer's Night Dream at the Lincoln Center, went to the MOMA, MET, AND Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum, and even went on tour and saw Seinfield's diner and the Soup Nazi kitchen! Everything was amazing.

Blurry Cuties!

Double-take:That is so shag carpeting. Oy.
- Mood:
blank - Music:Wake me *up* before ya go-go...
Yo, Will Ferrel just died in a terrorist attack
Mom, Pops, grab your razors,it's time to pack
Turn on the chatterbox, it's time for Recess
Nothing's worth doing unless it's done in excess
My flow's golden like the look of one who just got toasted
I told my label, "Fuck frying; serve it to em roasted"
Every minute of every day, a new whore is born
Y'all want classy? Let me whip out my French Horn
I'll give you a sonata, or allegretto
But I wouldn't hold my Italian breath, Geppetto
I hit up a used record bin like an ATM
Take more than I need, and that's before I even check in
You keep it frizzy like Alex Forrest
I enforce the law like Chuck Norris
Slinging gats left and right
Make bitch rappers cry before they go night night
Oh wait, I live on A1A, I'm not thug
Flintstones Vitamins are my only drug
Mom, Pops, grab your razors,it's time to pack
Turn on the chatterbox, it's time for Recess
Nothing's worth doing unless it's done in excess
My flow's golden like the look of one who just got toasted
I told my label, "Fuck frying; serve it to em roasted"
Every minute of every day, a new whore is born
Y'all want classy? Let me whip out my French Horn
I'll give you a sonata, or allegretto
But I wouldn't hold my Italian breath, Geppetto
I hit up a used record bin like an ATM
Take more than I need, and that's before I even check in
You keep it frizzy like Alex Forrest
I enforce the law like Chuck Norris
Slinging gats left and right
Make bitch rappers cry before they go night night
Oh wait, I live on A1A, I'm not thug
Flintstones Vitamins are my only drug
- Mood:
chipper
My Favorite
1.) Type of glasses: thick plastic ones
2.) Pattern: anything bright, yet still can be coordinated with :o)
3.) Childhood toy: my blankie, of course
(What am I saying? I was so easily amused, I didn't even need that.)
4.) Movies: black and white old romantic ones. Or Indie flicks.
5.) Boys: the quiet handsome type.
1.) Type of glasses: thick plastic ones
2.) Pattern: anything bright, yet still can be coordinated with :o)
3.) Childhood toy: my blankie, of course
(What am I saying? I was so easily amused, I didn't even need that.)
4.) Movies: black and white old romantic ones. Or Indie flicks.
5.) Boys: the quiet handsome type.
"You are such a good friend that if we were on a sinking ship and there was only one life jacket.... I'd miss you heaps and think of you often."
- Mood:
amused - Music:Radiohead

You're Generally Indie. There's nothing wrong with
this. You like music all over the map and
aren't adversed to listening to some Top 40
here and there. You just know to comment that
The Neptunes are the best producers around
right now. You don't feel the need to debate
constantly with other music geeks, because you
know that Pavement were the best band of the
90s.
You Know Yer Indie. Let's Sub-Categorize.
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- Mood:indescribable
- Music:Le Tigre
