August 2009
34 posts
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-8-30) →
The Antlers (80)
Wu-Tang Clan (80)
RZA (47)
We Were Promised Jetpacks (29)
Black Lips (19)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
Went to the gym this morning, and now promply undoing all that hard work by drinking Bloody Marys.
Work is boring. Maybe I should drink a margarita instead, yes?
Operation Clean-This-Fucking-Pigsty is about to commence.
Srsly? Inter 4, Milan 0? Yikes.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-8-23) →
RZA (37)
Wu-Tang Clan (37)
Red Fang (33)
Love Is All (22)
the meanest boys (12)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
Hours worked this weekend: 20
Just re-designed http://www.mfgcyclocross.com/
It’s a Wu Tang Clan kind of a day
Site launched. Time to go to bed. http://guildwars2.com
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-8-16) →
Tindersticks (78)
Japandroids (28)
Spoon (13)
MGMT (10)
Sigur Rós (10)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
I’ve been having stress dreams the last few days. I’ll be glad when this week is over (and this site has launched).
Just bought plane tickets for our Christmas trip. Brussels and Stockholm for sure. Maybe a day in Paris. Then what? London? Umeå? I dunno.
You are a pretty lady, but when you yawn you kind of look like Hitler mid-speech.
The Most Badass Indian Fighter Ever.
Hi busdriver, please drive faster. I need to use the bathroom. Kthxbye!
Finishing up work and now it’s time to… wait… what the hell? It’s past midnight again? Fail.
Just re-joined eMusic for, I dunno, the 14th time? Not sure why I keep waffling…
Whoa! How did I not know this? Rick “Super Freak” James and Neil Young used to be in a band together.
WTF, everybody?
My tumbularity is 0. This changes now! Prepare to have your minds blown by my beautiful words. But first, nap.
I’m so tired I feel drunk… actually feels pretty good.
My iTunes “smart playlists” are getting ridiculously complicated.
The internet is full of techno geeks with spreadsheets
Nike+ is pretty rad. The shape I’m in is not.
Going running at 7am tomorrow. At least that’s the plan… but I’ll probably wake up at noon, hungover, with pizza sauce on my face.