as much research as i do
with my tdameritrade account, i cant ever just pick a stock or fund and hit BUY
less than 24hrs
since I downloaded the new Kanye West album and I’ve listened to it 3 times now
its pretty good
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Louis Armstrong- What a Wonderful World
Good song, but is it bad that when I hear this song I think about car crashes in slow motion just for the irony? Accidents, no injuries, mind you.
“i love the way music inside a car makes you feel invisible; if you play the stereo at maximum volume, it’s almost like other people can’t see into your vehicle. it tints your windows, somehow.â€
— chuck klosterman in killing yourself to live (via aminamania)
Mallrats on HBO
“Fill this up with Coke, no ice!”
“Fly fatass, fly!”
“I LOVE the smell of commerce in the morning!”
“My grandmother always said, ‘Why buy the cow when you can get the sex for free?’”
what a great film
I might be the only one
But I’ve only seen the gas light on in my car about 4 times in my driving career. Tonight was one of those nights and it scared the hell out of me. This little orange light pops up and my heart stops for a second and everything goes in slow motion and I can feel my face get beet red.
And then I realize I just need to get gas.
Growing up, my parents always told me that if I ever let my car get below 1/4 of a tank, they would take away my keys. I still have it in my head that it needs to be above 1/4 tank and this week it just slipped my mind.
304. If you choose to wear a tie, commit. Button your top button.
(via rulesformyunbornson)
damnit. more than half of my shirts go unbuttoned however I make it a note to at least cover the evidence.
“If I haven’t seen these people in 5 years, chances are, it’s on purpose.â€
—
Me, on why I choose not to partake in “Thanksgiving Eve” high school reunions at the one and only bar in our town (via kimboslice)
I love going to these things because chances are there is someone there you wanted to see but just haven’t had the balls to call. Also, I set up one of these over a Thanksgiving break from college. It was Junior year and I called it “The 21st birthday of the class of 2003” and everyone kept saying happy birthday to me. It wasn’t my birthday.