Blinks: The Self-Linking Edition

Somehow I seem to be dribbling more little splashes of writing onto Tumblr these days; I'll never quite figure out what goes where. A sampling from the scratchpad:

Motivational Words From Songs I Made Up Dances To In Pre-Adolescence
Show your stuff, 'cause words are not enough. - Taylor Dayne

Lane Meyer, Lloyd Dobler, and a Hot Tub Time Machine
In the dark movie theater, I wrote down one of Cusack’s lines in my notebook:
We were young. We had momentum. We were winning.
If that isn’t Lloyd Dobler all grown up then I don’t even know what is.

Chris Glass » grazing
What was once a symbol of me testing the boundaries of the nest is now a symbol of my return home.

A List Of Things I'm Currently Blaming On The Large Hadron Collider
3. An influx in the number of men we hear talking crazy talk outside of our window in the middle of the night

Music on Demand
I’m going to sound 80 years old when I say this, but isn’t there something magical about when your favorite song comes on the radio and totally surprises you? Like, I can’t believe that they’re playing this song right now?

More (including an embarrassing amount of love for mumblecore and seventies rock) can be found over there.

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[lil sis]

grrrrrrrr