can't get these tunes out of my head lately...


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dancing barefoot in a fredericksburg bar, hopping around elated to "portions for foxes." seriously, who plays rilo kiley in the club, and can i please have at least one of their children?

it was an unexpected saturday evening, doing shoulder stands and plow poses on the sidewalk, laughing harder than i have in a long while. it made my week. ( Read more... )

You got to spend some time, love
You got to spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love
I will possess your heart

here's to nights not wanting for company. to We are Scientists tickets in both NYC and DC. to switching to MSNBC because Keith Olbermann makes me want to have dirty political babies. to future trips to Baltimore. to seeing ( Read more... )

i found what i thought was a secret treasure. a bunch of old mix cds i'd packed away from my college years. i started listening sometime on friday, slowly going through old gay pop mixes, angry white male rants, folk singers who sing songs for the working baby. it's crazy, but i almost wish i hadn't. while i immediately amped the volume all the way ( Read more... )

i hate getting tagged in bad photos. when i'm not the photographer, i feel like i take a lot of bad photos.

really, i'm a control freak and i've always known that. really, i think it's funny when people call me overconfident.

have you seen my self esteem?

me either. i replaced it with a good sense of humor.

but i feel good about my looks and ( Read more... )

My friends know me so well and their voicemails tell me so:

“Hey Joe, it’s Justin. I am in Boystown in Chicago, so I thought of you. And I was listening to your mix, so I thought of you. And then I bought slutty underpants, so I thought of you again. So I hope you’re having a good weekend and hopefully it’s as gay as my day has been. But yeah, ( Read more... )

This week I’ve been pretty jazzed about life. I have a lot more control over where things are going now.

I took the Black Out or Get Out Party seriously. I am a secret flip cup champ, and after many more jungle juice games and discussion over whether or not the straights would rather S the D or L the C, I bailed to find a gayer playing field. ( Read more... )