December 2011
Fuck 2011, this year has been shit. Bring on 2012.
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It’s the eve of New Year’s Eve. Now that’s a holiday I can get behind. Bring on the booze.
“Nobody tells an actor, ‘you’re playing a strong-minded man.’ We assume that men...”
– Meryl Streep, on being told that she often plays “strong-minded women.”
(via andyouhavetogivethemhope)
Color Quiz is my diary →
Should have never got my hopes up.
“People say, ‘I’m going to sleep now,’ as if it were nothing. But it’s really a...”
– George Carlin (via fiyaonchelsea)
Stop while you are ahead. Just stop. Stop.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-12-25) →
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Ugh.
Ugh.
Going back to sleep now, Christmas was kind of contrived and felt so forced this year. I just am not in the spirit this season, kind of like the weather. I am welcoming 2012 with open arms and an open liver.
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A Very Whiskey Christmas, Lindsey Jones.
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We are entering some dangerous territory kids, buckle up.
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I should not be able to hear you on the phone, across the house, with my door closed and a pillow over my head to block out your voice.
Can someone tell me why, at 2am, I am browsing the stages of fetal development drunk. http://www.visembryo.com
Whiskey, cider, The Strokes, underwear dancing, facebook. My night.
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ryanjay replied to your photo: Drinking on tumblaaaah
lindsey i mdrink
We need to drink together. All the drinks.
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