this is the log of capt. satah of the hmcs eatdic, an extraterrestrial cyborg that crash-landed in a canadian city full of grey rocks twenty-three years ago. their lumpy metal heart pumps only tea, cola, and beer. a stranger on the internet once described them as "lonely, young, trying to get drunk, and way too effeminate to ever get a girl in the next three years"
the back/play/forward buttons on my keyboard stopped working with itunes DAYS ago and i CANNOT FIGURE OUT WHY….. I AM VERY FRUSTRATED……….. having to go to the actual program to skip or whatever seems so archaic and i hate it
"No writing is wasted. Did you know that sourdough from San Francisco is leavened partly by a bacteria called lactobacillus sanfrancisensis? It is native to the soil there, and does not do well elsewhere. But any kitchen can become an ecosystem. If you bake a lot, your kitchen will become a happy home to wild yeasts, and all your bread will taste better. Even a failed loaf is not wasted. Likewise, cheese makers wash the dairy floor with whey. Tomato gardeners compost with rotten tomatoes. No writing is wasted: the words you can’t put in your book can wash the floor, live in the soil, lurk around in the air. They will make the next words better."
one. dry hump - twin sister / two. details in the fabric - jason mraz. / three. to be alone with you - sufjan stevens / four. o sleep - lisa hannigan / five. flowers in your hair - the lumineers / six. twilight galaxy - metric / seven. lion’s mane - iron and wine / eight. horizon - daft punk