Face Made of Glass
Never really all that interested, but I find myself telling her how beautiful she is anyway. ‘Cause it’s true - all women are, in one way or another. You know, there’s always something about every damn one of you. There’s a smile, a curve, a secret. You ladies really are the most amazing creatures. My life’s work. But then there’s the morning after. The hangover, and the realization that I’m not quite as available as I thought I was the night before. And then she’s gone. And I’m haunted by yet another road not taken.
Hank Moody, Californication (via eatyrghost)

fuck you moody

guys…

it’s coming for us all…

:D

eatyrghost:

I didn’t get the memo that it was white shirts day in @promnightband. (at Prom Night HQ)

don’t worry, i think Danny is sending a different memo in the picture.

eatyrghost:

I didn’t get the memo that it was white shirts day in @promnightband. (at Prom Night HQ)

don’t worry, i think Danny is sending a different memo in the picture.

thecutestofthecute:

In honor of Autumn coming soon, here are some happy dogs that love the fall weather are aren’t afraid to show it. Have a great day everyone.

wheelchair dog is the dog.

…….

eatyrghost:

Man, *I* have memories, I don’t know how An Aesthetic Anaesthetic feel. Well I know how joshuaglass feels.

Before I moved here, he and I were gonna form a band. Then I got here and… shit got in the way, for me at least. He formed a band. A good one. First three then four dudes making loud, mathy, heavy, screamy, noodley, dopey, bashful, grumpy, doc rock.

They made an album with Sanford Parker (it’s called Names, it’s excellent, and I own a test pressing on vinyl). They played with Russian Circles and Battles. They played a show dressed as Mortal Kombat characters. Sometimes I would go months without seeing them, only to come back to a huge leap in chops.

When Josh asked me to join his second band, the Josh I finally got to play music with was light years ahead of the Josh whose apartment I jammed in the first time I came to Chicago in 2005. It felt… it feels… right. What feels wrong is that other members of A!A!A! have a second band, and now everyone’s second band is their first band.

If you’re around, come out to Quencher’s tomorrow. Say Goodbye to A!A!A! and say Hello to Dayman, White Bronco and Space Blood - bands forming from its ashes. Also get psyched as hell for the next Dan and Josh project, which I will donate my blood, sweat, tears, copious body hair and limited finances to help birth if I have to.

oof. right in the fucking feelsack.big fan of this brit right here.

eatyrghost:

Man, *I* have memories, I don’t know how An Aesthetic Anaesthetic feel. Well I know how joshuaglass feels.

Before I moved here, he and I were gonna form a band. Then I got here and… shit got in the way, for me at least. He formed a band. A good one. First three then four dudes making loud, mathy, heavy, screamy, noodley, dopey, bashful, grumpy, doc rock.

They made an album with Sanford Parker (it’s called Names, it’s excellent, and I own a test pressing on vinyl). They played with Russian Circles and Battles. They played a show dressed as Mortal Kombat characters. Sometimes I would go months without seeing them, only to come back to a huge leap in chops.

When Josh asked me to join his second band, the Josh I finally got to play music with was light years ahead of the Josh whose apartment I jammed in the first time I came to Chicago in 2005. It felt… it feels… right. What feels wrong is that other members of A!A!A! have a second band, and now everyone’s second band is their first band.

If you’re around, come out to Quencher’s tomorrow. Say Goodbye to A!A!A! and say Hello to Dayman, White Bronco and Space Blood - bands forming from its ashes. Also get psyched as hell for the next Dan and Josh project, which I will donate my blood, sweat, tears, copious body hair and limited finances to help birth if I have to.

oof. right in the fucking feelsack.

big fan of this brit right here.

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victoriousvocabulary:

JOCUND
[adjective]
cheerful; merry; gay; blithe; glad.
Etymology: from Middle English jocound < Late Latin jocundus, alteration of Latin jūcundus, “pleasant”, equivalent to ju(vāre), “to help, benefit, please, delight”.
[Victor Vercesi]

victoriousvocabulary:

JOCUND

[adjective]

cheerful; merry; gay; blithe; glad.

Etymology: from Middle English jocound < Late Latin jocundus, alteration of Latin jūcundus, “pleasant”, equivalent to ju(vāre), “to help, benefit, please, delight”.

[Victor Vercesi]

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