May 2012
1 post
W’ll raise our glass, and float a candle off into the sunset. We’ve kicked some ass, and remembered well to tell the kids about it. With no regrets, and fearlessly it seems we’re going under. Not looking back, without a care we give in to our wonder.
Every tune sounds so sincere today, come tomorrow we’ll forget they played.
February 2012
1 post
this seemed like a tumblr-length post/anyone else...
For real though…the T is on a schedule set specifically to make me look bad by making me late. The 10:41 scheduled T is always 3-5 minutes early, except when I’m 3-5 minutes early…then it’s 4-6 minutes early. The 10:50 T is always 3-5 minutes late. And literally 5 T’s go in the other direction between the two every. single. day.
Come on MBTA.
And of...
September 2011
3 posts
“Don’t plant your roots too deep:
A shrub with deep roots will always be...”
“Everything is up in the air - and here’s to hoping that we catch the right...”
“Do not be afraid of commitment, but do not be afraid to commit yourself to...”
April 2011
1 post
“Amnesia is a coping mechanism for having to wake up every day with Adam Sandler”
– My psych professor on the film 50 First Dates
March 2011
2 posts
“Radical ideas will change the world.
Conservative ideas will sell more...”
A Return to Philposophy
Every once in a while I get the urge to use tumblr more often, and then I change everything and start over (by the way I have to apologize to my followers for fucking everything up and deleting posts…but I’m trying to keep some standardization now)
Once in a while has come again.
I am returning to the original title of my tumblr “Philposophy”, but this time I have a...
November 2010
1 post
June 2010
3 posts
Of Being Electrocuted
Have you ever touched both prongs of an electrical cord before it’s fully pulled out of the socket while not wearing any shoes? I just did that, and I gotta say: being electrocuted is weird. It hurt on my finger first, and then I was like, “Oh it’s just a little shock”, but then I started to have these weird sensations in my extremities, and then I sort of just said to...
Of Commercial Jingles and the Decaying State of...
Those of you who know me - wait, only people who know me read this - anyway, those of you who know me know that I don’t really complain about stuff on the internet. But an issue has come to my attention that can sit in the dark no longer. So, I have decided to bring it into the light.
Commercial Jingles have had a great history in the time that was like the 1920’s through whenever...
Of Erasing An Entire Post
So, I just erased a 403 word post on getting bored because I felt like I said more than anyone would want to read. Weird. Read this instead.
I’m done here.
March 2010
3 posts
Of Having Too Much To Do, And Nothing
Today I am confused.
There is question in my living arrangements for next year. I discovered yesterday that the psychology minor that I wanted to get would take two more classes than I thought it would, so I don’t know if I’m doing that. I am going home this weekend for easter - no free time then (get home, have dinner, sleep, wake up, go to Contemporary Art Center, meet friends for...
Of Feeling Like A King After A Good Shave
(Note before I begin: the “of” is not supposed to be “on”, the whole blog title is written as though it says “The Philposophy of Feeling Like A King After A Good Shave”)
So, I thought I was going to take a shower and go to sleep as per usual, but I felt like I had to share this random phenomenon with the world before I turn in for the night, morning, whatever....
Groboing. NOT="The Life of a Hipster"
So, I’m groboing my first Tumble here - just want to point out that the tumblr called “The Life of a Hipster” is not me, while it may accurately assess my place in the world, I did not write it and claim little to no attachment to it. At any rate, I have almost nothing to say so I’m going to leave Tim asleep in his bed and go back to my room to finish this grobo.
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