This is so amazingly hilarious. Nintendo + Hip-Hop. Listen to the whole thing.can anyone name all the songs on here? I really want to know what the second one is… I know the beat but I can’t remember the name of the song.
This is so amazingly hilarious. Nintendo + Hip-Hop. Listen to the whole thing.can anyone name all the songs on here? I really want to know what the second one is… I know the beat but I can’t remember the name of the song.
Sometimes you forget how much you love a band when you haven’t listened to them in a while and then you go back and watch old videos or listen to old songs. It’s amazing. You fall right back in love with them.
It’s currently 6:08 am. I haven’t slept ALL night. It’s wonderful. The sun is already coming up and whatnot. I’m the only one awake in the entire house (minus my cat).
Time To Pretend Sleep.
MGMT Owns My Mind And Their Songs Lurk In My Dreams.
After reading my mom’s post on shutting down her tumblelog, I can’t help but agree, and it’s time for me to end this.
It’s not about Tumblr, specifically. It’s about the web in general. It’s become overrun by too many animals. One of the last straws was adventures of mascarah, who, after reading a few posts where I expressed myself, wrote this:
I will say that if you cut off his head he still looks much better here than with his new shorter locks and Office Space/ child molester glasses. You might not have been happy then, Jake, but wow, you looked so much better.
I may be a millionaire but I this sort of thing still hurts. If this were a one-time thing, I could deal with it, but it happens several times a week, no matter what I do, and I can’t avoid seeing it. To be hit with a personal insult, from a stranger who knows only my blog persona, yet attacks me as a person, is an awful feeling.
Another last straw was this Gawker post, where I wanted to learn multiple basic summaries of the China situation as a starting point for a larger exploration of the country. I was torn to shreds (I still don’t understand why) by the poster, an elf who has never talked to me but stammered a darted his eyes when I encountered him at a party a year ago. Worse than the post were the comments. Imagine reading these things about yourself:
- Boil. Your. Face.
- His relationship with Julia “hey guys, I need to write an article, send me stuff and do it for me” Allison makes so much sense right now. They’re BOTH what’s wrong and evil in this world.
- Oh, he’s my least favorite brand of asshole: the kind that thinks being an asshole makes him edgy. It doesn’t. It just makes him an asshole. He sucks.
- Please kill yourself. You’re completely worthless.
- I didn’t think it was possible to hate him more. But it is, apparently. He needs to shut his ugly face. We can call him ugly without fear of retribution in the form of execution right? Ugly. Inside and out.
- Ha. Seriously. Fucking Napoleonic complex to go with his undoubtedly tiny ween. Also, ugly.
- I saw him at the Bedford Ave subway station a week ago, looking like an escaped mental patient dressed as a retarded toddler.
The last one really pushed me over the edge. Not only do these people attack me online, but they recognize me in real life. That’s the kind of thing I don’t want to think about while out and about.
The absolute worst, though, has got to be the attacks for any display of self-confidence. You may conceptualize the Unites States as a great nation. But it’s also a big tribe, with its own irrational taboos. One of them is: don’t talk proudly about your achievements.
Unfortunately, my line of work requires me to aim high. If you can’t stomach that, fine, but consider the long-term effects of bashing me and others who goals are to innovate. Entrepreneurs, artists — our jobs are not easy; they require doing something new. This means we assume risk — our business could go bankrupt, our art could be despised. Perhaps you are happy with the current state of USA. I am not — I am deeply unhappy with it — and I want to change it.
But going forward, Jakob Lodwick, the person, is withdrawing from the public web. You will see the results of my efforts through Normative and other companies. I just cannot deal with these animals any longer.
People are stupid. I’m going to miss reading your tumblr Jakob. :( But I can see why you would want to leave. Why can’t people just get over themselves and realize that just because they’re insulting people online doesn’t mean the person reading the insults is a robot they still have their own thoughts and feelings.
No school today (Yesterday now) since there was apparently too much rain. This is the first time that I’ve been in school that it’s been canceled for floods. Completely. Unreal.
Oh well I got some much needed sleep (sort of). Do you ever go to sleep and wake up more tired than when you went to sleep? My dreams make my head hurt.
Anywho, Panic At The Disco, The Hush Sound, Phantom Planet, and Motion City Soundtrack concert on Tuesday PLUS (drumroll please) MEET-N-GREET! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I won it. Too bad Lucent Dossier isn’t on tour with PATD anymore though my brother and I wanted to meet them. Plus, Roger is so nice to talk to on the internet I would’ve really loved to have had a real conversation face to face.
That’s it for tonight… Or this morning, whatever you wish to call it.
SLEEP!
I need money… I have a job but I need to work more.
bleh money is just…. IT REALLY IS THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL! …sometimes.
I think I really am a material girl living in a material world. I just want a few things from new york couture… and kitson LA… and from Chris Gutierrez.
moneyyy.
SPRING BREAK!!!
seriously, this day couldn’t have come sooner.
what’d I do today… a whole lot of nothing basically. EXCEPT I did watch like a buttload of Ashlee Simpson videos… I love her songs I’m not gonna lie.
soooooooo, for spring break I get to go on a cruise and perhaps see the mayan ruins so I’m pretty excited. we’re driving down to florida to go there so that oughta be… eventful. as long as I have my knitting stuff and music then I’m perfectly fine.
gotta pack now so hope everyone has a great spring break or week.
who won? oh yeah the guy that I SAID was going to win.
once again I picked out the winner, looks like my mom just doesn’t know fashion that well.
yeah right, she knows fashion a lot better than me. my idea of fashionable is a band t-shirt, jeans, hoodie and converse. she gets all dressed up almost everyday.
although, I have been getting into fashion a lot more. there’s a ton of shit I want from newyorkcouture.com and americanapparel.com and clandestineindustries.com and snakesandsuits.com and karmaloop.com… see what I mean?
the point is I picked the winner again. I’m obviously the better guesser when it comes to winners of project runway.
oh, I ran 3 miles today. it isn’t much to most people… but I’m really lazy and 3 miles is a lot for now.
I never thought I’d say this… but I want my freaking geometry teacher back! I’m tired of Mr. Henry. I really don’t care about anything he has to say or the fact that he wanted to be a teacher but couldn’t because of some pity story, whatever. I don’t care if people say I’m being insensitive towards him.
off to read To Kill A Mockingbird then attempt to repose.
today… was a good day.
school was moderately alright.
spring break is in a week.
tomorrow is thursday and I get to go to the library to pay off my $5 or more fine because I’m too lazy/I forget to renew my books online.
what else… oh I hung out with my little brother a little while my mom was at her home owner’s meeting type piece of crap. we went down the stairs on a sleeping back like back in the day, ya know. (pictures and videos from that up later) if you haven’t been down the stairs on a sled/sleeping bag you haven’t lived.
btw, the aka’s rule, end of story.