It's officially official. I'm moving to the city. I'm not sure where yet, but I do know when.
She's in THERAPY (emphasis hers, repeatedly, again and again). Obviously, I'm in love.
I sometimes imagine Western Civilization's problems are the result of entire generations having never been exposed to proper punk rock musics. It's not true.
When I was young, it was romantic and cool that Darby died young. Now that I'm older, I kind of wish he had a chance to grow up and maybe be a little older too.
I've been watching too much Star Trek, and it's my professional opinion TOS is the best yet.
I really and for truly loath Daylight Saving Time. But I love when drummers cover Venetian Snares. Mike Glozier, holy hell.