music video monday 2 = do they know it's christmas/band aid.

in honor of Christmas,


one of my favorite Christmas songs.

thank you, dear kidneys.

i have been trying to drink more water lately.


i hate drinking water.


i think it's gross.


especially when i have other nectars beckoning to me...


namely SPRITE


and ROOT BEER


and other syrupy carbonated delights.


but i want to be healthier.


so i drink water.


kind of.


i drink water with those little crystal light packets mixed in.


it's been working out pretty well so far.

(as far as i know...)

it's like


adult kool-aid.


and i love kool-aid.


the problem with drinking this adult kool-aid


is that it makes it so that i'm rushing to the bathroom


all the time.


but it's neat being well-hydrated


because it makes your pee less yellow.


so after four bottles of adult kool-aid,


my pee is practically clear!


it's like ghost pee.


and i am oft tempted to not flush when i'm done,


just because no one can detect


the ghost pee.

random side note:

i love kool-aid,

but i HATE tang.

satan made tang.

and satan is a jerk.

music video monday 1 = impossible/anberlin

when i was on facebook,

i started a tradition of posting 

a music video 

every monday

as a means of 

sharing 

new music 

and/or

delightful videos.

but now,

i am no longer on facebook 

(DOWN WITH FACEBOOK)

so i've decided 

to do it here 

instead.

i shall start with

my most favorite band of all of everything:

anberlin.

old blogs won't learn new tricks, probably.

i've tried a couple times to get this blogging business off the ground.


but it's just so hard for me.


i have a hard time remembering to update.


and when i do update, 


i write stuff,


and then i'm like, 


"wait a minute...


...who cares?"






but then i look at my dear friend ashley's blog 

and how pretty it is

and my sister lindsay's blog 

and how hilarious she is

and i am inspired.

and so i'm going to try blogging


for nobody else


but myself.

and if you find that you are enjoying yourself,

let me know!

for that news 

would tickle me pink!!

anydangways.


here are old blogs of mine that have fizzed out of existence:




the one about being bored.


the one i made while i was in japan.






tra la la.

internet is a time-suck.

hi.  


i'm on the computer a lot.  


and here is proof:




www.twitter.com/lirdabert




www.tiger-bomb.tumblr.com




www.pinterest.com/lirdabert










please notice that i have no facebook.  








well, i do have one, 


but i made my friend change my password


so that i can never get on again.

and every day, 

i  think about

what a good decision that was.

[hint: visit me at those websites!!!]

new mantra.

this 

is the true joy in life;

the being used for a purpose 

recognized by yourself

as a mighty one;

the being 

thoroughly worn out

before you are 

thrown on the scrap heap;

the being a 

force of Nature

instead of a 

feverish

selfish

little clod 

of

ailments

and grievances

complaining 

that the world

will not devote itself

to making you

happy.

--george bernard shaw.

. . .

i have got to stop wearing my heart on my sleeve.

fact:

sleep deprivation 

leads you to believe 

that you are funnier 

than you really are.

image via weheartit.

sense of humor.

GOD 




made me reasonably intelligent.

. . .

but he didn't give me any prudence.

i think it's so i can make Him laugh...

if wishes were fishes...

i wish that . . .

breasts were detachable.

life would be so much more comfortable...

hearts.

"love anything 

and your heart will be wrung and possibly 

broken.

if you want to make sure of keeping it intact 

you must give it to no one, 

not even an animal.

wrap it carefully round 


with hobbies and little luxuries; 

avoid all entanglements. 

lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness.

but in that casket--


safe, 
dark, 
motionless, 
airless--

it will change. 

it will not be broken; 






it will become 




unbreakable,
impenetrable, 










irredeemable. 

to love is to be vulnerable."

-- clive staples lewis

images via weheartit.