I'm in somewhat of an emo mood today (read: mopey) and I need to fucking snap out of it. I've come to the conclusion that I'm the perfect combination of romantically hopeful and intractably bitter.
Things like this make me wanna cry and dry heave simultaneously.
this was playing today at that adorable ice cream place on Bedford:
♪MP3: Things I Wish Paul Baribeau
♪MP3: Brown Brown Brown Paul Baribeau
They definitely upped the ante on their awesome music rep. And they have vegan treats and soy ice cream! Pennylicks, I love you. You're the only boyfriend I need.