November 2008
21 posts
Watch“gut feeling” devo
sorry to cut off the song in the middle… in hurry to get home for turkey day. i spent the morning watching the documentary about joy division on youtube.
Watchyou know, you only get one breakfast. and you just have to hit record. and then you just have to accept what happens. you drop food on yourself? suck it up. you have a meeting that shouldn’t be broadcasted on the internet? oh well. these are the things we sacrifice for our breakfast hour. take it or leave it.
Watchawkwardddd + joy division. it evens out.
Teens Who Eat Breakfast Daily Eat Healthier Diets... →
Ya see. it’s good. do it.
WatchGeorge Harrison “Govinda”
I made this so early this morning I forgot to post it until now. Sorry!
Watchyee-haw! thanks, erik for the music!! this breakfast is slightly dramatic… like i am gazing at the sun on the frontier of new york city as i chew or something
Watchit may be sort of silly to proclaim something like, “i am getting predictable” here, but you know… i think i just need a change of scenery… maybe stop eating oatmeal everyday… no, i can’t do that. i love oatmeal. the song is “he’s a bad boy” by carole king.
Watchi’ve been neglectful with my breakfast documentation, but to hold you over (one person that i know actually watches this on a regular) here is drew’s adorable “t-n series part iii.” i don’t know what “t-n series” means, but i like this little story. and the simplicity reminds me of bd. yay, drew!
Watchi love the books. i think i will never get sick of the lemon of pink. today, i am, of course, eating oatmeal with apples and bananas.
Watchpoortaste:
lee:
come have an omelette with me on Vimeo (via Vimeo)
perfect. don’t mind if i do.
Watchgood morning (afternoon)!
Watchgrading papers… i’ll be your mirror… i’m so deep.
Watchthe beatles “i’m so tired” — an underappreciated beatles song if there ever was one.
Watchbreakfast in an obama shirt.
WatchVote! and eat breakfast!
Watchlistening to the get up kids to drown out the weird noise my heater has been making all morning. oh, to be a 17-year-old suburbanite again…