I get home last night and my roommate is walking her dog and looks so spooked. She immediately tells me to not go up the stairs because there is a huge spider on the stairs and that when she saw it, she was paralyzed and had to make the brave decision to jump over it since her dog had already passed it.

My first thought is that she is overreacting and it’s a daddy long legs or something. I went up the stairs - camera ready - and saw it and became paralyzed myself. My heart started racing - this was by far the largest spider I had ever seen. I couldn’t even bring myself to take a picture of it, I was so scared.

Thankfully we have another set of stairs, so we didn’t have to confront the spider again. However, the spider totally confronted me in some nightmares last night. I drew this and have it placed outside my roomie’s door so that we don’t forget this day.

With Brian Van

Whitney and Mills at the latest tumblr meetup.

therealpaulhebert:

The lady at work, “Wait is ‘TUMBELRS’ a porn website? I can NOT have that happen again…”

I ran into my friend Paul outside of the Baton Rouge tumblr meetup and unloaded some leftover stickers onto him and his friends. Best. Marketing. Scheme. Ever! Now he has this here tumblr.

(follow him, i say!)

GPOYW - Meetup Edish

Then this jerkface messages me with “thats right, that shits on the internet now”

1. I made this and put it above my bed when I was in college.

2. It’s a picture of me and Erin from Spring Break ‘05 in South Padre trying on sunglasses

3. I want to do the same thing (or something similar) with this picture Mills took from the meetup. He caught us in a natural laugh.

mills:

Six people might not seem like a lot for a Tumblr meetup, but the bar has been set pretty low in the past so it qualifies. Scorning the many flakes, Erin, Lacey, Nicki, Sydney, Will, and I got together at the Chimes to discuss all the rest of you, your habits, proclivities, aberrant tendencies, and secrets. It was astonishing.

Syd’s husband also attended and took perhaps the worst photographs in history, most of which aren’t included in this Flickr set. From gaming the waitress to doing lines in the crowded bathroom, it was a night I’ll never forget.

We somehow turned this meetup into an 8th grade dance with all girls on one side of the table, and boys on the other. However it was a small enough group with loud enough people that there were no problems.  A few things that I remember we discussed:

• Q: Heather seems really cool… is she? A: hell no.
• Q: Why isn’t Chad here? A: he hates us all.
• Q: Will Mills go see Syd in the hospital after she has the baby? A: Ewwwww!
• Q: Are you done with those fries? A: No
• Q: Are any of you planning on coming to ACL? A: No, as you can see we’ve taken far better vacays this year, and could care less about going to some hipster meetup.

Overall it was a very good time and everyone was a lot of fun. Hopefully if they have another meetup, I will be in town and can catch it. (I didn’t mean to make it sound like a disease.)

fleetfootedfox:

Bright Eyes - The Calendar Hung Itself

gnomechomsky:

bmichael:

This is easily the most emo song I can truly say that I love. And it bothers me calling Conor emo, but dammit, listen. Part of it is yes, nostalgia (wow, he’s grown up, huh?) but part of it is that’s it’s a very good song. I almost want to call it a guilty pleasure, but I don’t believe in those. Nevertheless, there’s a bit of inner conflict, since part of me sort of hates this song.

This is the song that got me into Bright Eyes.  The lyrical content brilliantly captures puppy love obsesssion.  The driving acoustic guitar is an aesthetic that I’ll always love (c.f. failure - pillowhead, converge - hanging moon).

I used to LOOOVE this song. I even had the email address calendarhungitself@hotmail.com - yeah shutup, it was high school.

First, all my mom has on her laptop is MS Paint so that is what I used to throw that arrow up there, and that’s why this photo now looks like shit.

Second, I thought that was my hand at first and I was all “Oh crap, how much did I drink?” then I realized it was Mills’ hand.

I have a lot more to update about this weekend…

Riding around with my parents after eating Piccadilly with my grandparents. I’m actually happier than I appear.

Parents know to buy Ginger Ale when I visit. <3

Heaven