#March2014
‘GAME OF THRONES’ is getting a RAP ALBUM. Brace yourself, 16-bars are coming.
Game of Thrones is getting a rap album. Like, an official rap album. With tracks by talent you’ve come to know. Fucking Big Boi, Wale and shit. The world is odd.
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Monday Morning Commute: More About Nothing
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Good morning! Good afternoon! Good evening. Welcome, welcome, welcome to the dance. A list of staggering beauty, replete with asinine pointlessness! Voyeurism in an age where we are obsessed with something-something-someone’s vagina and the decay and collapse of both society and celebrities. Decay? Collapse? Maybe. Who knows. We’ve been calling it the end days since we were silly enough to proclaim Monsieur Christ beyond a good man, but rather a deity. I ain’t got nothin’ for ya’ll but my distractions and my empty panderings. But that’s good enough for you, I hope? I wish! I pray! Who knows. Refresh this page at work and brace yourself. The universe trudges.
Monday Morning Commute. Every Monday I’m going to detail the various things I’m either currently or will be watching, reading, playing, and listening to in the next seven days. It’s Monday. You’ve got a long week of school, work, or compulsive masturbation to get through. Tell me what you’re diggin’ on to get through the drudgery.
Monday Morning Commute: Shooting Terrorists, and Headphones
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Welcome to the suck! I am willing to trade in Bostonian pride these days for a warmer climate. If I have to clean off my car one more time, I’m going to lose my mind. I never understood why my parents hated the snow when I was going up. You see, snow back in the day just meant snow days. While my parents had to shovel out their cars and endure the elements, I just sat inside eating Chez-Its and playing fucking Toe Jam & Earl. Now I understand all too well. It is a barren wasteland this time of the year. Get me the fuck out!
Starting school in Boston in a couple of weeks from now is going to be glorious. I’m going to have chapped lips and rosy cheeks.
Monday Morning Commute. Every Monday I’m going to detail the various things I’m either currently or will be watching, reading, playing, and listening to in the next seven days. It’s Monday. You’ve got a long week of school, work, or compulsive masturbation to get through. Tell me the arts that you’re indulging in, to stave off suicide.
