I went to the Strokes website to get my free download….
Signed up with my spam email….(not unless Julian Casablancas himself is going to email from his telephone will I just give my real private email up….LOL)
There was some error and I couldn’t download it and the download was already assigned to my spam email…..
I made another fake spam email because I didn’t want to just give another fake one up out of my many spam emails…LOL……
I finally got it downloaded and………
i AM HAPPY THAT IT TOOK THEM 4 YEARS TO FINISH THIS ALBUM ‘COZ IT WILL BE THEIR BEST WORK SINCE “THIS IS IT”….i DON’T NEED TO HEAR THE REST OF IT…I KNOW IT WILL BE…..COMPARISON TO THAT WORK OF ART CAN’T HAPPEN UNTIL THE ALBUM ITSELF IS IN MY HANDS…BUT..
I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!
I had this blasting when I awoke abruptly today at 10:48 am. Tonight, I will strive to go to bed early to arise even earlier.
This is me on my cousin’s Imac at our flat/apartment over the weekend. Revenge is a dish best served cold. My dear friend (in the background) has pictures of me passed out in MY bed after a hard night of hard drink! in late November of last year….They put it all over Facebook and two of my crushes got to see me in what looks like a coke binge gone wrong…
So we drank some beers and some shots, and it was his turn. I took 10 pictures and a couple of videos, and here we have it. That is I in the hat pointing at the lightness that he has flung himself into….lol…good times……cheers Al
I hope this means early March…..I wonder what Humbug naysayers and all-around haters will say when they destroy this album (musically) and proceed on their way to being the best band in the world if they’re not already……JMO
Is this beautiful, intelligent, charming, sly, cunning, stunning, thoughtful, sexy, playful, FUNNY, respectful, composed, and weird woman that though I’ve searched and then sat back to try to let her appear to me has not come and has not met up with me yet. Everyone is falling into place with theirs, I’m falling apart.
I wish that she knew that though I don’t know what she looks like, let alone know her for “her”, I wish that we did already. I wish she could’ve met me already for a lot of this lonely despair that I carry on my shoulders and back would be lifted or even easier to lift. She doesn’t know that, all I’ve done is had sex and flames just to satisfy my manly hungers, and that all I’ve wanted since I was 11 years old was someone to share the beauties and mysteries of this life for the rest of it that we may have…together. I don’t know what love is, but I’m sure starving for it. The more days that pass, the more I think that everything is just a huge ball of chaos and madness….. I’m ready to give everything else that is in my life for it. I don’t have much to begin with, and that which helped satisfy it through friendship has long disappeared….
Or maybe I’m just a loved starved twit…. : (
This goes out to that Girl that’s going out tonight and knows that in her hands is my heart and all she does is throw it like the limp fist-shaped that it is. One of my favorite things of tumblr is that only us who see each other’s post know the true in depth pains and anguishes, and questions and theories, and fanatacisms (that’s not a word)….and goals and dreams and all around the quirky things that make us who we are!! ALl who follow me don’t know me in a real physical sense, but you’re hear with me! Enjoy your evening!