My life would be a lot easier if I would fucking eat something once in a while. I just threw up an empty stomach.

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On the plus side, Austin at 10:30 am on a Saturday morning is completely dead, a ghost town. Who knew?

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Everyone's got problems. Matt has back problems, Kevin has money problems, Jen and I happen to have housing problems. It'll be okay.

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"I hate waking up in the same clothes I went to sleep in," Chris said, driving me home. "I wore this shirt and these socks out last night." I pointed to my dress and said "Yeah, do you think this looks like pajamas??" It summed up the difference between Texas people and the way they deal with their lives. (Note to self: Mattissance/"IT'S YOUR YEAR")

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Two lyrical mentions:

I'm the number one bomb
Don't tell your mom
Screaming my name as if it were Kahn
I don't have a problem with you touching my butt
But I have a problem with you not touching my butt.

and on a different note:

Sometimes I don't thrill you
Sometimes I think I'll kill you
Just don't let me fuck up, will you?
'Cause when I need a friend, it's still you.

Yeah it's super cheesy, but still whenever I hear it I think, you know, that really sums up a lot of things quite simply.




omg MIA's "Jimmy" is really the worst possible thing that could be playing now. Matt and Kim's "Silver Tiles" is a close second.