Unclear how people still don’t understand the universal rule of not talking to someone who has headphones in.
applies ESPECIALLY to men on the subway.
i’ve hard to start reading a book AND listening to music AND angling my head way way down towards my lap just to get people to gtfo
Tomorrow, I will have worked here for a year. In celebration:
-stay late on a Friday trying to think of a way to talk about farts without saying fart
-plunge my hands into a bowl of powdered sugar
-think of daily puns about cheese
-draw rainbows with crayons and cut out handprint turkeys
-elevate my GIF game for work emails
-draft up and create case studies about tumblr
-search for a stock photo with the search terms “girl with balloons no kids party”
-argue the ups and downs of various Instagram filters
-pretend to be Katniss, complete with the braid and bow and arrow
-basically become a food stylist
-order three whole pies at once
-with no regret
today i got an email from evanescence telling me it’s been 10 years since my immortal came out and to celebrate by listening to it again
When they announced their “extreme hiatus” (commence sobbing) I immediately bought a ticket for the Philly show, which was their last one for “a very long time.”
I got to Philly at 9pm, saw the concert, went to bed at 2am, woke up at 5:30am to a pitch back kinda creepy Philly. Took the train back to New York, was an hour late for work. I am exhausted and I am pretty sure my co workers think I am a high schooler again because they ask what I did last night and I say “My favorite band broke up I went to go see them”.
But seriously. Nothing beats singing “The Rat” at the top of your lungs with a bunch of other Walkmen fans (“CAN’T YOU HEAR ME”), then seeing Hamilton cry a lil bit at the end when you give them two encores. And Hamilton shaking everyones hand.
Nothing feels as good as screaming “SOME TIMES I’M JUST HAPPY I’M OLDER” along with Hamilton. While the guy next to you throws himself to his knees and raises his arms in the air (he was a bit more intense than me, I went for the straight up old fashioned hands in the air).
Nothing is as “oh my god feelings” inducing as Hamilton announcing they’re going to play an old one from “way back in the day, band practice, on 148th st” then going into We’ve Been Had. That was the last song. And he followed it by saying “That was the last time for a long time.” Tears.
They really are an incredible band. I get it. They’re older now. They have kids. Wives. Lives. Fun is fun, but things change. But god damn it, MY HEART.
-buy produce instead of Cheez-Its
-use an avocado before it is ripe
-not freak out about money
-stay awake and lively between 2pm and 3:30pm
-get myself to take some photos
-stop drinking seltzer
-breathe, whenever i think about you
-stop making michelle branch references
when i say i had a lazy day i don’t want you to tell me it’s ok that i did and to get all “don’t worry about it” with me, im saying it’s awesome that i did and i am happy i got to relax for once