Once You Go Black, You Go Deaf.

Please stop looking so attractive right now. I still need to finish this semester before I can even think about a change of scenery. Calen, you really need to be a salesman.

ALSO: I’ve been watching the tumblarity drop by the hundos the past few weeks. Don’t you worry Tumblr fam, once all of this school bidnezz is finished I’ll give you all the tlc you deserve.

I’m leaving the studio now but earlier I was listening to Common and J Dilla while I was working. I had then made up my mind that if a woman ever walked up/by and started singing whatever song I was listening to I would marry her.

That or have a romantic make-out scene.

Basically just have a moment with her that doesn’t end with the “what if?” feeling. Music= Greatest icebreaker ever.

Dear Bryan, please don’t EVER ride your bike to Scottsdale as all the bars are closing. That was a very very stupid thing to do. You also learned that Scottsdale is not a very bike friendly city. You had to ride on the sidewalk the entire way because there was no bike lane (and thankfully you weren’t drunk enough to ride on the road with the drunkies) which I know wasn’t fun.

But hey, at least my little cruise around campus lead me to Domino’s Pizza at 2:50 in the morning, 10 minutes before they closed. That  Cheesesteak, although not very authentic, was VERY tasty. Yes, it was worth the uncomfortable 2mile, 1handed bike ride home.

Currently ending the night with the half of the sandwich that I didn’t each while riding, guava and carrot juice, and the movie Speed Racer.

Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good night!*

*I hate that book so so so much.

It is time for a midnight bike ride. Later yaaaallllzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Don’t you ever watch the second half of “The English Patient” by yourself. If I were capable of crying during movies I would have filled the oceans.

Yes, it happend. B-Hard and the infamous Andrew V met up and enjoyed some tasty Hawaiian BBQ while watching the rivalry game. The meetup started like this:

Bryan: “Hey, where are you at?”
Andrew: “I’m sitting inside of the restaurant”.
Bryan: “….(pause)….”
Andrew: “Are you at the downtown one?”
Bryan: “Yes. Are you at the Scottsdale location?”
Andrew: “Yes. Hahahaha, Son of a bitch!”
Bryan: “Fuuuuuuck.”
Andrew: “Haha, dude, that’s funny.”
Bryan: “Son of a bitch!”

Whateva, we got to eat yummy Hawaiian BBQ while watching the game (eventually) so suck on that hos.

And I will not be watching the ASU/UofA game. Nah, I think I’ll get lunch and then help my dad hang up Christmas lights instead. Possibly even fit some study time in as well?

And I wish my roommate could find my Them Crooked Vultures cd that he manifest destinyed from my room.

At age 20, Bryan Gregory Harding enjoyed a beer with his parents for the first time. He announced to his father “It’s Thanksgiving…. I’m taking a Heineken”, to which his father replied “Hey!” but took no further actions. His mother, unaware of his beverage, came to the table and after noticing offered apple cider instead. Bryan  politely declined. She voiced her discontent, said I can’t drive for a few hours, and that was that.

The rules of the Harding family are forever changed.

I love the all of the commentators for the NBA on TNT. C’mom, how can you not love Charles Barkley? But most of all, I’m thankful for getting to see Craig Sager and his god-awful suits at the end of every half.

Men Eating Animals Together. Let’s do this thing.

My god, can my family get anymore black?

Whenever Thanksgiving comes around the song “Thankful Heart” from Veggie Tales pops up in my head. This here is a poor cover but you can hear the lyrics that always go through my head. I went to Christian school for 12 years, what do you expect.

Needless to say, I’m still wired at the wee hours of the morning.

Since 11:45 I’ve watched UP, four episodes of The Office, and now i’m moving onto It’s Always Sunny.

Happy Thanksgiving.

And I think the episode “The Lover” may be one of the funniest episodes I’ve ever seen.

Pams mother and Michael Scott. Classic.

And Dwight x Espionage. Classic.

hanimosity:

First off, why do you have the cone of shame.

Second, who is this Andrew kid? Do I need to meet him? Tell him a hot blonde in Santiago is telling him to smile and not lose hope.

Lol. Ready, set…go.

Um, well the movie “UP” is amazing. There’s the reference for you.

Andrew is 2 Legit. Actually you may have seen him around NAU before.. You should follow him in the hopes that he’d follow you back and then you’d have more incentive you keep your tumblr.

Follow Hannah to hear about her Crrrraaay-zaaay adventures in Chile.

andrewvache:

I shouldn’t be allowed to stay up late because I spend too much time overthinking.

it’s all stupid shit too, like how I am going to hate myself for wasting my youth if I don’t do certain things before I’m 25 ooooor how I feel like I am awful at making friends and don’t know how to do it or how that’s actually my fault because I hole up in my room and only leave for classes/food/coffee or how I need to lose 20 pounds or how awful I feel for being two months shy of 20 and having never been kissed or how I just realized that I spend too much time writing to myself like this when I know that no matter how hard I try to convince myself that all of this will work itself out and I will go be social or I will go to the gym or “yeah, I’ll go to that party tonight” in hopes that I might meet some new people and have a great time - it’s all shadowed by the fact that I am an insecure introvert.

I’m tired of thinking and of these open letters to myself that fall on deaf ears.

Vache, we’re meeting up this weekend. ibharding@yahoo.com

The day I discovered how to use the snooze button was the beginning of my downfall in life. Damn that delightful button.

I just realized that I have to be at work at 8AM. This should be a fun nap.

Tonight I felt my first pair or fake breasts. And before anyone get’s all uppity about it, she legitimately ASKED ME to feel them because it was my first time seeing the “new” her.

THEY DO FEEL DIFFERENT!

I probably sound like a pig but the childlike excitement I’m feeling right now has no filter to it. Oh ho ho, sweet dreams tonight.

Bryan just got back from the Dentist, do you know what that means? NAPTIME!!!

So much for going to school today. Dentist, you really screwed up my day.

But I can’t help but to buy in.

And fuck the rich-ass goldenboy who took a look at my project and said “I don’t see anything”. Someone’s gotta get stabbed.

I feel like shit because the person who sits across from me has a project that’s almost identical to mine. We had no idea were doing similar projects. The teacher saw hers first and now it looks like I’m copying her.

Please do not tell me this whole weekend was a waste of time.

delacroix:

I don’t know who I was just talking to about werewolves and swinger parties. But they were awesome.

No YOU’RE awesome. It was my pleasure!

I’ve been so busy lately that I completely forgot about the Mastadon/Dethklok show. Damn you, college of design.

Maybe it’s the collector in me but vague phrases like “soon” and “maybe” don’t sit well with me. But then again that doesn’t justify asking for an exact date and time for the two of us to exclusively hang out for the first time. But if this whole process were easy for me then I wouldn’t have anything to entertain you folks with.

Ignore that preposition at the end.