Saturday, February 20, 2010

It won't let me embed this Dungen song: Stadsvandringar Whenever I hear this, I can picture in my mind's eye Michael singing along in the car. He may not have been it, but he sure did make me happy for a good little while there.

Friday, February 19, 2010

sweet like licorice, dangerous like syphilis

eh, whatever.


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The first lady:


He is so weird, but this is absolutely brilliant, and I not-so-secretly love Beyonce:


As far as I'm concerned, one of the most beautiful songs ever made:


Cute girls, lo-fi sounds, best new band:

Thursday, February 18, 2010

My Italian word of the day is "inutilmente". Then they use it in a sentence:

Non preoccuparti inutilmente, tutto sta procedendo per il meglio.

I am trying, but it is hard.


There was a kid in a tree,
Among the birds and the bees,
Between bee hive and bird nest,
And i think you know the rest,
He wanted to be free with them,
But they weren't believing,
Pecking and stinging him,
Till he wasn't breathing,
But it ain't gonna do him in,
He'll just go to heaven,
Not dumb just a dreamer of ten or eleven.