so i’m officially having a blog crisis. for weeks i tried to deny it to myself; i’m just too busy, i have too many interesting things going on, no time to blog. yeah right. i have nothing going on. nothing bloggy at least.
except for one thing. and this is desperate. but, as the caption states…
there’s an elk on my wall. it’s red and about to jump through my window. and it needs a name. i think it looks like a lennart.
omgwtflol!!1! vad fork rockade fett på konstens natt!
(ja jag vet, “fett” är mitt försök att hänga med in the lingo)
winston chill: makes my nipples go *hrrrr*
i’m a sucker for sentimentality: in the end when fork announced that cindy vine, band member for a year, is now performing with them for the last time, i cried. that means tears. half an hour before i thought to myself: who the hell is that?!
and what the hell is an electric guitar doing in fork’s music video “you give love a bad name“ – i thought the point with fork is that they play a cappella – or are they so fracking skilled that they can imitate the sound? i couldn’t tell.
in any case, i admire people who “can” sing. hence, i adore fork.