I wish I had hips to shake
So I was getting ready to go to bed because I gotta get up early tomorrow and drive to Lansing. But then an Andrew W.K. song came on randomly and I couldn't help but begin to dance. After punching my bed a bunch of times and throwing my hoodie across the room I kind of ran out of dance moves and realized that I can't dance. This didn't stop me from lip synching into a pen I had though. Nothing stops the WK. Now I'm listening to a smooth jam by Bedford Drive wishing that I had hips to shake and that I knew how to shake those hips. Though I don't wish I was a woman, I do wish to be a more womanly man. I want to sway as I walk down the street in a sassy walk and have my beard as well. I want to be a little more of a gender anomaly. Maybe it is because I love women so much? Who knows, maybe I should take dance lessons to learn how to use the little bit of hips that I do have. I hate spending money though, so what I mean by this is watch music videos in the privacy of my room and try to imitate the moves. I'm not talking about shaking my ass like women in consumerist, sexist rock and rap videos, I'm talking about gracefully swaying with that hint of sassiness to really good music. Actually, now that I think about it, there are a lot of men that know how to use their hips, maybe it is a masculine thing after all. Masculine/Feminine - who cares? Everybody get sassy!
So completely unrelated - the other night my one room mate was working out. I knew this meant that he would be taking a shower when he was done. I heard him cleaning up his weights and I realized I had to go to the bathroom since I had been farting mach 2 vegan blasts all day. So I went and dropped a duke so my room mate would have something to keep him company while showering. As soon as I got out I went downstairs to work on my brother's bike. In the time it took for me to play with Smokey a little and take one pedal off of Mike's bike the shower was over. So basically my horrid fart smells are helping save the earth from water waste and long showers.
In related news, I took a long shower last sunday, but then again - I shower only once a week at the most and during the warmer times of the year I turn the water off while sudsing up. So I guess I can let myself have a longer shower every once in a while.
Man I don't want to go to sleep now cause this music is so good! But I have to. Shit.
Anyway, on my way back from Lansing on Thursday I'm picking up someone to give them a ride to Ypsilanti. I don't know this girl, I posted on craigslist that I could help someone with a ride and she responded, so this is kind of like organized hitch hiking. Hopefully that will be an adventure and she doesn't kill me or steal my car. If something happens to me, don't use craigslist for sharing your car. If I end up okay, then carpool because carpooling is great and cars are bad! When I talked to her on the phone she said she didn't own a car cause she doesn't like them. I was down with that (even though I own a car and a full size van) and she seemed nice.
Note to self - keep trying to learn spanish on those podcasts. Also, make your family handmade christmas cards so the next time you lecture them about DIY art vs. consumerism and the card holiday business you have a little more clout. Plus it will be fun, you will be less bored and your family will know you actually have feelings sometimes.
Finally - start a band you boring piece of shit, or at least start a solo act with that drum machine you downloaded. Fuck yeah.
Possible band/act names:
Afflict Comfort
Turn the Gay Up!
Problems with Hierarchy
Boy and Pig (Solo act name)
Jackson Pollack's Botched Suicide Attempt (Solo act name)
Garlic and Curry
Midnight Ride Out of Town
Bringer of Greater Things
Allegance Dysphoria
Alright, Die Toten Hosen is putting me to sleep now. Have a good day/night everyone.
So completely unrelated - the other night my one room mate was working out. I knew this meant that he would be taking a shower when he was done. I heard him cleaning up his weights and I realized I had to go to the bathroom since I had been farting mach 2 vegan blasts all day. So I went and dropped a duke so my room mate would have something to keep him company while showering. As soon as I got out I went downstairs to work on my brother's bike. In the time it took for me to play with Smokey a little and take one pedal off of Mike's bike the shower was over. So basically my horrid fart smells are helping save the earth from water waste and long showers.
In related news, I took a long shower last sunday, but then again - I shower only once a week at the most and during the warmer times of the year I turn the water off while sudsing up. So I guess I can let myself have a longer shower every once in a while.
Man I don't want to go to sleep now cause this music is so good! But I have to. Shit.
Anyway, on my way back from Lansing on Thursday I'm picking up someone to give them a ride to Ypsilanti. I don't know this girl, I posted on craigslist that I could help someone with a ride and she responded, so this is kind of like organized hitch hiking. Hopefully that will be an adventure and she doesn't kill me or steal my car. If something happens to me, don't use craigslist for sharing your car. If I end up okay, then carpool because carpooling is great and cars are bad! When I talked to her on the phone she said she didn't own a car cause she doesn't like them. I was down with that (even though I own a car and a full size van) and she seemed nice.
Note to self - keep trying to learn spanish on those podcasts. Also, make your family handmade christmas cards so the next time you lecture them about DIY art vs. consumerism and the card holiday business you have a little more clout. Plus it will be fun, you will be less bored and your family will know you actually have feelings sometimes.
Finally - start a band you boring piece of shit, or at least start a solo act with that drum machine you downloaded. Fuck yeah.
Possible band/act names:
Afflict Comfort
Turn the Gay Up!
Problems with Hierarchy
Boy and Pig (Solo act name)
Jackson Pollack's Botched Suicide Attempt (Solo act name)
Garlic and Curry
Midnight Ride Out of Town
Bringer of Greater Things
Allegance Dysphoria
Alright, Die Toten Hosen is putting me to sleep now. Have a good day/night everyone.