This is my favorite thing of the now.

I find a new favorite Macca song at least once a week.

THIS SONG RULES I will be so happy if you understand where this is coming from.

So, being serious for once, I'm grateful for the friends I have right now, and you know what? Fuck the friends I lost this year. I'm glad you're not in my life anymore, and looking back, there wasn't much reason for us to be friends in the first place. We have nothing in common and it turns out you have really thin skin, and I'm forced to walk on eggshells around you. Fuck you, and fuck eggshells.

This song never fails to make me feel warm and fuzzy. The Paul and John meaning seems more warm to me than the Paul and Linda one, oddly.

If you got mad at me a year ago, then decided not to talk to me anymore, or return my stuff I lent you, then one whole year later, send me an hate-laced text at 1 AM on a Saturday night, then congratulations, you must have found the fountain of youth, because only children act on a grudge after that long. Have fun wasting your time on me, I'm sure I'm worth it.

/late-night rant

My brother thinks the whole "Transformers" movie franchise is shit because people like it more for the human characters (read: MEGAN FOX) than the robots. That's right: my brother cares more about robots than a hot girl. (He's not gay.) I don't know whether to be impressed by his allegiance to the original franchise or just... sad.

redacted (5:43:32 PM): hah...i think i prefer smaller breasts
redacted (5:43:35 PM): like B cup or less
me (5:43:43 PM): really now
me (5:43:56 PM): do you also prefer penises
redacted (5:43:59 PM): i dunno, i guess that depends on the mood
redacted (5:44:13 PM): wow
redacted (5:44:15 PM): i wish i had said that part
redacted (5:44:19 PM): before you wrote the thing about penises