the whole detached-irony thing is very 1999

i have decided to consider taking time off after graduation to become eurotrash. you know, buy a plane ticket and become lost in a pool of absolut vodka, tall italian men, and well-made shoes. who needs reality when you can have a metro pass and sidewalk cafes.

i think that the song 'maps' by the yeah yeah yeahs is the single saddest song i've ever heard. it makes my body hurt from the inside in a way that a three legged puppy makes me hurt from the inside. that one meatloaf song was kinda sad too, but not this sad. i think i mostly felt bad for meatloaf because he's a gross old man who most likely can't get laid. he'd do anything for love...but no one will do that.

i've decided that i love robbie williams circa the 'millenium' video. he's so classicly good looking. ya know, in a bad boy kinda way that makes me want to disobey my parents and smoke cigarettes.

i have no sane train of thought tonight. i'm thinking about the sunglasses i'm going to buy tomorrow, the pile of laundry on my floor that has been there for a week, and this picture that came up on google image search which has nothing to do with anything. me likey.

me also likey death cab for cutie, the donnas, and architects and guitars.