My roommate does a lot of very strange, counter-intuitive things. I’m actually starting to get desensitized to them, but this one seemed so ridiculous that I just had to share. The other day, I walked into the bathroom and noticed the shower curtain was on the outside of the tub. Thinking that was out of the ordinary, I looked behind it and found this stack of neatly folded sweaters sitting on the edge of the tub. Can anyone make sense of this?
(via fuckyeah1990s)
believe it or not i played this game yesterday (although it was a SNES rom)
my sister always made me beat this for her (the snes version). i still remember the stupid winter level cos barbie would slip and fall and die cos she sucks
I was always so excited when this game showed up on Sega Channel.
The Smiths - Stretch Out and Wait [alternate vocal]
This version of “Stretch Out and Wait” recently made the rounds in my circle of Smiths-appreciating friends. It’s not a drastically different version: just some slight lyrical changes and some melodic variations. It’s quite lovely how the song rocks back and forth like a kind of angsty lullaby—stretch out and sleep! I’m not sure if Morrissey is talking about getting it on (“ignore all the codes of the day / let your juvenile impulses sway”) or not getting it on (“stretch out and wait”) or some other forces of nature pushing us around. But it doesn’t matter; for me it’s all about that swaying, oscillating carelessly between meanings and images, this way and that way, this way and that way.
Home alone, 1990 (dir. Chris Columbus)
This winter, with my post grad school freedom, I might just watch Home Alone every day when I get home from work.
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Carlton Cuse. (via planettampon) this sends chills down my spine. |
