May 2010
16 posts
Lady Gaga
I can’t buy myself a ticket to see Lady Gaga in March 2011 because I have no idea what city I’ll be in. so weird.
Flightless Bird: 50 Facts About Bob Dylan →
1. Most reference books list Robert Allen Zimmerman’s birth date as May 24, 1941. But a passport issued to Robert Dylan in 1974 says his birth date is May 11, 1941.
2. Robert Allen Zimmerman received a D-plus in a music-appreciation class at the University of Minnesota.
3. In 1970 Dylan received…
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I got straight “A”s this semester! A college first.
I’m wiring money to Sweden today for my housing. One month until scandinavian playtime.
Things I got (in the past two days)
second place in trivial pursuit (apparently I know my wars)
pineapple coconut gelato. mediocre pineapple coconut gelato.
Hocus Pocus by Kurt Vonnegut. Started reading it at a carwash in Calabasas, got distracted by whining milf-types in beamers.
(slightly) mad at someone
“A”s in my two hardest econ classes
Things I don’t got
money
a tan
tickets to see shrek 4 at...
slow motion crawl: Dear eighth grade boys: →
Stop making me feel like my body is my burden. Do I, or any other girls, find you to be attractive? Helllllll no. But we don’t stare at your bodies and then whisper to our friends! We are polite! I don’t know if this is because girls are told to keep quiet, or because we are totally over bullying,…
Tavi is one of the best things to happen to the Internet.
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Watchlove this. love her.
“I love ‘Lost’ and I’m going to miss it. Watching...”
– Jimmy Kimmel
Confession one: I’ve started watching Glee
Confession two: I don’t see myself getting into it (but at least I’m more culturally aware. Or at least culturally aware of what people are talking about on my Facebook feed).
Goals
The goal of this blog is to capture my day-to-day life as a soon to be college graduate, energy enthusiast, amateur economist/writer/dancer/dreamer. I have another year-old tumble log where I post dance-related things. A new stage in life sometimes calls for a new blog. I, for one, do not ever want to read my livejournal from high school when I was a punk rocker who was really a closeted math...
