Joey Malvagita
July 2012
47 posts
Useless Babble
I need to do some blog maintenance. I haven’t really been paying that much attention lately and the time I was in and out infrequently for the move back from Kansas didn’t help. Everything is a mess, I need to clean up my tags and sort out my About and Contact pages. Ug, I think I also need to “water my flowers”, so to speak. I haven’t done a very good job of maintaining some of my tumblr friendships. I’m very sorry for that. So I think I am gonna spend a bit of time, here and there, this week and adjust a few things.
In the mean time, I probably wont be posting anything new really, not that I expect many people to notice.
So ask me stuff, tell me stuff, send me stuff. stuff stuff stuff, things. I’d love to hear from you. Your feedback is useful too.
Thanks,
-Joey ♥
“my favorite book is the catcher in the rye”
—
people who barely know how to read (via deadm0th)
Holden Caulfield is a bitch.
you know those people on tumblr you always pay attention to, that don’t seem to know you exist?
I wonder if I’m that person to anyone. And if I am, I’m sorry. Say hi to me, let’s change that.
Dear Tumblr,
Can you please figure out how to clear my “following” list of deactivated accounts? That would be super.
“Outside of a dog, a book is a man’s best friend. Inside of a dog, it’s too dark to read.”
—Groucho Marx (via stacksterslife)
As long as shows like The Bachelorette exist, the argument about “sanctity of marriage” is invalid.
Driving Nowhere
Hadouken!
Hadouken! - Driving Nowhere
And the journey alone ain’t so appealing,
He’s gone he’s lost all feeling,
Driving to nowhere,
Driving to nowhere.
if you could go back in time and relive one moment that can never happen again what would it be and why?
I’m kinda torn about this one.
on one hand, I’d love to go back to when I was 13 and met Tony Hawk at a demo and got to skate on the same ramp as him. he was the most gracious “celebrity” I’ve ever met. he was a god to me and he took time to smile and shake hands and sign autographs for ever kid there and never once showed signs of fatigue. all of us, his minions, felt his love. that would be a great moment to experience again.
on the other hand, there was this badass tiramisu that I had at an Italian bistro that blew my motherfuckin mind it was so good.
