Donna Summer, the queen. RIP
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as you can imagine, shit is just fkd up right now. but i wanna say thank you to all our
friends and family (which are kinda one in the same) for all the love and support.
i’m glad to know that all the love that Yauch has put out into the world is coming right back at him.
thank you.
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Tumblr you person.
I’d had an hour and forty six minutes sleep when I woke this morning. I knew this because I have to time everything now that I have a kid.
I check my twitter while the kid is attached to my tit for nutrition, and I discover that MCA passed away. I become one of the literal millions that are mourning the loss of a guy, and as
a result a band that changed my life. Yep, I am one of the masses that had her personality defined by the music she discovered as a teen, and the beastie boys were my starting point. Anyway yeah sad face etc.
I then pack my bags, my kid, his crib, nappies, food stuff, blankets etc essentially bags and bags of stuff and it takes AGES to head down and visit my family. I call them from the car to make sure we are still on, I’d planned with them the night before to be there by midday, to find out they changed their plans and instead went out of town for Korean BBQ AND FORGOT TO TELL ME.
Massive me being mad ensues. Made worse by their reaction of “oh just go home and wait and we will call you when we are home so you can drive all the way back down when we are ready.”
I don’t lose my shit often. But I did. Big time. Big angry. Lots of tears.
Back home I have a huge domestic dispute with the BF. I’ve since kicked him out. I may or may not have thrown something at him.
And my eye hurts.
Today has been fucked.
Thanks tumblr I feel better having gotten this off my chest. You’re a great guy.
Or girl.
Whatever.
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Tongues are kinda fucking gross.
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Woody Allen, Playboy, 1969
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