May 2012
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On relative insanity.
Sometimes I sit in my apartment in complete silence. This silence is pierced by bouts of maniacal laughter, mostly due to Tumblr. Maybe this is why my neighbors don’t talk to me.
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RIP MCA :(
I grew up with the Beastie Boys.
I remember riding my bike around the neighborhood singing Sabotage with my friends.
The first concert I ever went to was the Hello Nasty tour back in 98. I was 12. I wanted to go so badly my dad not only agreed to take me, but dressed accordingly and didn’t mind the contact high.
Fuck. I can’t believe he’s gone :(
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While on the subject of Mad Men...
Everyone is going on about Megans mom giving Roger a beej, but what gets me is the scene when Megan goes to check on her and shes passed out with a lit cigarette in her hand.
So come on… what is she on? Surely they wouldn’t have put this scene in for nothing.
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April 2012
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