Showing posts with label Conor Oberst. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Conor Oberst. Show all posts

Saturday, January 24, 2009

It's Kinda Crazy Right

I'm slightly buzzed (okay maybe I'm underestimating it a little bit). Point is, this is the first time I'm writing a blog with not only absolutely no idea what I'm gonna write about, but I'm pretty sure I just shouldn't be writing period. Lets see how it turns out.

First off, Go Knicks! 18-24 is respectable for the fact that Jared Jeffries still plays almost 25 minutes a game.

Second, I love Stevie Wonder. If I had a baby with him would there be a higher risk of him being blind? That might affect my decision to have a baby with him. Probably not. As long as my baby could sing. Because God knows that I can't.

Third, I would like to apologize for something. I shaved about half of my beard off. I know a lot of people are going to be disappointed with me at this point. I was trying hard to look like Bon Iver, or at the very least Conor Oberst in a milk advertisement. At first I was like "hey I look like a lumberjack, I think I'll shave" so I started to trim away, then I accidentally lobbed off half of my moustache, so I had to go with like the extreme 5-o clock shadow look. I mean, it's still sexy, but it looks like I'll have to put my indie musical dreams on the shelf for now. I'll probably still attempt to grow a full beard for my birthday.

Fourth, "5, 6, 7, 8 I don't need your sex I'll masturbate" has to be the worst line in any song ever. Though Kanye still kills it on that song.

Fifth, I think I'll stop counting and just go to sleep. Itd probably be a good thing.

Days Til My 21st Birthday (if I counted correctly): 32