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you know what i truly cannot wait for? hillary giving a speech somewhere and RIPPING INTO sarah palin. it'll happen, right? it better. *anticipatory girl boner*

the best things in life are free.

my feelings about cash are complicated (well, not COMPLICATED, just...ambivalent, i guess, not in a bad way, but in a "do i actually for real, like, fangirl him or am i just amused?" kind of way) but i enjoy this picture very much.


that's all, really.

there's something about you that stabs me right through.

i am so in love with this song that it's a little bit pathetic.

ludo - hum along

i can't bear to cut the lyrics so i made them teeny. :D

you'll never hear this song
you'll never see the movie in my head
but you infest my sleep, and your figure creeps
through my walls and hums above my bed
i know your name, and that you're photogenic and tall
but i've never heard you talk
and there's something about you
that stabs me right through

it isn't right for me to paint your picture
every night, but i do (i cant find sleep)
and it feels so wrong (i breathe too deep), to sing this song (into the sky)
but maybe (as i walk and sing), somehow, you'll hear me (you'll hear a song)
and hum along
you'll hum along, you'll hum along, you'll hum along

and i've only seen you once, at your graduation
no cinematic glow or soft rock soundtrack
and i watched you move and breathe and cry
and it felt so wrong
it isn't right for me to paint your picture
every night, but i do (i cant find sleep)
and it feels so wrong (i breathe too deep), to sing this song (into the sky)
but maybe (as i walk and sing), somehow, you'll hear me (you'll hear a song)
and hum along
you'll hum along, you'll hum along, you'll hum along

maybe you'd be kidnapped by pirates
and they would take you to their hideout
as pirates often do
but i'd find the secret map
and i would vigilante-bushwhack
through the jungles of peru

just to save you and i'd take you north to mexico
where you would tell me your life story on the steps of a mayan temple
where we'd camp singing nonsense songs in 12 bars to the jaguars, until you'd sense me
your eyes convincing, and i would kiss you like a hero in the half-light
dryer sheets and peach shampoo, the smell of palm leaves, i'd sleep against you
until the natives found us, but they would crown us king and queen
and we could stay there, spend our days there, eating guava by the sea
and i could understand your views and you could fall in love with me

and while the silly human race talks to droids in outer-space
we grow old and laugh about this song
and between the jungle and the stars, you sing nonsense songs in 12 bars to me
and in my sleep i hum along

you'll never hear this song
you'll never see the movie in my head

more on these dudes later. ♥_♥

"oh. my. effing. god!"

god, you guys, i really fucking love gossip girl. dan and serena are still boring, but they were cute tonight at least. nate's storyline is actually sort of entertaining, even if i can't see how the choice he made is preferable to the alternative (i don't feel like cutting this, clearly). and blair and chuck, both together and individually, continue to win at everything ever. ♥_♥

i am also, i'm pretty sure, the only person who does not care about rufus humphrey, like, at all.

and next week looks a;kldfj;ldfja;lk-tastic.

eta: future spoilers (rufus-related, lol) in the comments.