I'm finding it kind of... alarming how much I...
Like, all the cumulative information about everything and every topic and all the facts, definitions and languages I have in my head. It just seems so bizarre that someone can know so much, and that there’s people out there who know many times over what I know. Just… so much stuff inside one brain.
It’s kinda entertaining how the more German you say at once, the more it starts to sound like you’re not saying German at all, and you’re just saying German-sounding nonsense. Sie darf nicht für eine Woche nach London fahren!
Dies und das...: AN OPEN LETTER TO UMLAUT. →
fuckyeahdeutsch: October 13, 2003 Dear Umlaut, You think you’re so damn cool, huh? Just hanging out, chillin’, above all those vowels. You’re all, “Ooh, look at me, I’m a chic umlaut. I make girls’ names look modish, like Zoë and Chloë, and I rock with strung out ’80s metal bands!” Well, guess what? You’re only…
I’m on a boat, motherfucker, don’t you ever forget.– Ferdinand Magellan (via historysaidwhat)
seaaye: I would just like to say that The Weakerthans are terribly underestimated, underappreciated, and overlooked as a band. And, yeah. That’s all.
Say what you want,
but spending a large part of my weekly food budget on Death Cab for Cutie’s new album Codes and Keys was a damn good idea.
So at about 1:30 of Kevin Devine’s ‘Me & My Friends’ there’s a soft high-pitched tone that’s part of the background of the track that always makes me think my old phone is getting a text. It’s just… weird. Every. Single. Time.
sundaypromises asked: HEY TOM