My room smells of Mary Jane.
Other then that, this semester will be interesting. The electives that I’m taking are gonna be quite fun: Psych of Women, which I thought was going to be a male bashing course, but turned out to be a class where the professor talks about her life as a mother/teacher and pornography and its effect on how women view themselves….as well as Biblical Archaeology, where my professor is some world famous oceanic archaeologist who discovered this:
Nothing big, just the only boat ever discovered in the Sea of Galilee dating around Jesus’ time. As well as uncovering some sea wrecks in the Mediterranean Sea around 2000 BC. Pretty cool stuff. Oh yea also taking intermediate badminton. Again, this will be a very interesting year.
I took the drums and guitar off of Don’t Stop Me Now so you could appreciate the vocal work of Freddy Mercury in a more stripped down context
its just like… there’s omething crazy about this guys voice, what he’s doing with it, and the production of the vocals is really good obviously, perfect amount of reverb, the harmonies are all perfectly recorded and if you catch it a couple of times they throw in a seperate track that’s phased… just… a very interesting choice… im stoned
this is beautiful
this put me in a wonderful mood. i feel so good.
holy shit
look at how happy you make people, ben holley
I want to marry this song but you can’t that’s not allowed
perfect man
perfect song
(via briee)
I know you won’t read this, but HOLY CRAP YOUR FARTS STINK LIKE POT(like I want to throw up all over your stuff and not care about it stinky). And why must your fan be on and angled where it blows anything you pass out towards my side of the room.
Also I like how your side of the room is pretty much 5/6 of this room, yes i’ve measured it, all of your crap is just lying on my side of the room, and when you’re out, I do give your stuff a good kick or two. SO HAHA.
And please, stop rolling in our room, I don’t want to wake up seeing the cops in my room and searching everything because you possess a ridiculous amount of pot and alcohol in my room.
Thus I learned that whenver I should pot-luck again, I should wish for more luck instead of pot.
-K