Posts tagged my friends
Qu'est-que c'est?
Love me 'til my heart stops / Love me 'til I'm dead
Andrea is forever the Wilson to my House.
(Source: ddowney)
Oof
Chicago happened.
Train/car ride home with 45 minutes to spare before work happened.
15 minutes dealing with customers before realizing my sweater was inside-out happened.
I’m beat. Worth it, as usual.
Lincoln was a hard motherfucker! He made sure St. Louis didn’t crowd out Chicago to be the railway hub of the country! And then he went to the strip club all melancholy and shit and made it rain!
Put on your sexiest pair of Sperrys and go seduce that man!
Andrea, to me.
Quote of the year.
What would Rahm do!? Rahm would look out for Rahm. He was working for the President. The PRESIDENT. And what did he do when it came time to run for mayor? Did he worry about Barry? NO. He made like The Black Keys and HE GOT HIS.
Crystal, upon hearing my “What Would Rahm Do?” theory.
I woke up to this tirade. It was beautiful. I’m still giggling.
“Aww, you spelled ‘Autobahn’ correctly!”
Last night was… a night. There was dinner and another showing of “Cabin in the Woods” (which definitely held up under the second viewing) and Korbin celebrating his 21st right and some ladies apparently being unhappy when we walked into somewhere, which made us all totally uncomfortable. And we couldn’t play pool.
The night ended with BK and bowling, WHICH I DID NOT LOSE, even if I was the only person to not get a strike or a spare even though it should have happened when The Shins were playing and I was singing and it just felt so right. But anyway, yeah. I love my friends.
Aaaaand I have a for real interview tomorrow. Not to be confused with the f’real interview that was not actually a f’real interview from last week. This is the real one. And strangely, I’m not even that nervous.
Dedicated to D, who rather gloriously took her first viewing of “Blue Velvet” like a champ this evening.
(Source: lauraderncryface)
D and I were discussing just how excited we are that Michael Emerson (my beloved, one true love Benry from “Lost”) has a new show premiering this week. I found this picture and was like, “DAMN. Whoever is running hair on this show is doing great work, his hair is foxy…” and D, without skipping a beat replied:
“They ARE. CBS does care.”
I am still laughing.
