I was talking about getting a tattoo last night with someone whose opinions I value, usually more than my own. The conclusion reached was that my life is in serious need of a permanent decision. One that, once made, cannot be changed.
I’ve been living in this limbo state, this gray area - not making up my mind, holding other people hostage - for far too long. And it isn’t working.
I’m partially-employed. I’m constantly at the mercy of the welfare of generous people. I’m selfish beyond necessity. I’m standing water, attracting flies and bill collectors, growing algae and sickness, instead of self-worth and a savings account. So, in the past few days, I’ve given serious thought to actually getting a tattoo, burying ink under my skin, making a decision, forever.
What I need, right now, is to feel pain, joy, regret, laughter, exhilaration, pride. I need to make a permanent decision, one that will last my entire life; a decision I can look at as often as I need to and remember the choices I’ve made and what I’ve learned from them and how I’ve moved forward and become a better person. I need a reminder of who I am, where I’ve come from, how I got there, where I’m going, what I’m doing to get there.
And I’m pretty sure positive a tattoo will give me that.
So, how much do you think something like this, over my heart, would cost?
Joking aside, I will be saving up for some ink. I don’t know exactly what it’ll be, but I know what it will mean to me. It’s so necessary.
And I know it’ll fucking hurt.
Wilco
“I’m The Man Who Loves You”
Yankee Hotel Foxtrot (2001)
I like smooth shiny girls, hardboiled and loaded with sin.
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Q:FYI: "Standard issue military eyeglasses are considered so unflattering, service members have an acronym for them: BCGs or Birth Control Glasses. For the first time in more than 20 years, the military is updating its look. Instead of those thick brown plastic frames, recruits can get sleeker black plastic specs."
Anonymous
Thanks for the PSA.
I don’t know why people consider them unflattering. I get compliments on these frames daily. From ladies and dudes. I’m pretty sure 99% of people don’t realize they are BCGs in the first place. They think I’m just some “hip dude” wearing “ironically oversized” glasses. I love dropping that knowledge and watching their reaction.
I also own five pairs in case these ever break, but I doubt it. They’re designed for combat, and the only combat I’m getting into is when my cat kneads on my face in the morning.
The Bamboos feat. Megan Washington
“The Wilhelm Scream” (James Blake cover)
The Wilhelm Scream b/w Eel Oil (2011)
Tennis
“My Better Self”
Young & Old (2012)
First Aid Kit
“Emmylou”
The Lion’s Roar (2012)
ask, and ye shall recieve
Q:Fuck, marry, kill: Margaret Thatcher, Barbara Walters, Evan Kleiman.
Anonymous
Another great question. For all of these broads, it comes down to voice.
Right off the bat, I’d have to kill Barbara Walters. Sure I’d miss out on some great stories, but, honestly, how could I sit through them, listening to those shrill, piercing, nasal words coming from her face. Put a gag in her mouth and waterboard her, for real.
Next, I’m buying two tickets on the train to Bone Town for me and the Iron Lady. Strong women make the best lovers in the sack. They know what they want, and how to get it. They’re usually down for being taken advantage of too because they know no matter what, they’re always in control. Plus, I’d love to see that pomp of hers, post an all-night pound session, basking in the glow of the morning sun, over a cup of tea and a fag. I’d be accent-uating the positive in her, all night.
As for Evan, I’ve already got the ring. How could I turn down that smiling vocal tone, waking me up every day with some sort of le petit dejeuner or at the least a cup of joe, a fresh croissant from Susina and fresh farmers market fruits, blended and juiced to perfection? I CAN’T! And meals around LA with Jonathan Gold? That’s a fringe benefit I could never get tired of.
not only am i totally looking forward to seeing one for the money but i am totally crushing on katherine heigl and her marilyn monroe haircut and her SEVEN dogs and this two page article on her in this usa weekend from last friday that josh kelley is a lucky man on many fronts but hay we can’t win ‘em all we can damn well try our hardest i’m feeling like a million bucks today AND I HAVEN’T EVEN HAD A CHEESEBURGER YET o well the day is young and the night is far and my battery is dying but i continue trudging on in this world i went on another job interview yesterday and this one i really truly 100% completely feel like i could be full-time employed by friday yesterday the president spoke of jobs and reforms and rhetoric and all i could think of was blondes and cheeseburgers and a steady income to set me free and sunsets on the pacific ocean horizon and how many movies i can see in a movie theater in a day SIX the sky is blue here the cats are purring here the mood is glowing here women no longer need makeup to look as beautiful as they feel inside here breathing is a thing of the past here cheeseburgers are currency here and my pockets are en fuego CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT
