Virgo Horoscope for today -> Surprises are en route. Big ones. They’ll be coming to you via your career and the people involved in it. This could mean the higher-ups you’ve been dealing with have been less than honest about your situation, but the chances of that happening are slim, to say the least. What’s more likely is that someone in a position of authority has been working a bit of magic for you from behind the scenes. Either way, get ready for a surprise.
VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): You feel uneasy today, and you don’t know why. Don’t worry. A lot of people feel this way, and they don’t know why either. Just focus on what is at hand. Despite these feelings, you can be amazingly efficient at routine jobs that are right in front of you.
If out of four elevators only one services the 18th floor then why does it also need to service the other 17 floors?
Furthermore, does the bathroom on the 18th floor really need to be locked at all times? If I’m early for my appointment then I have to wait for my appointment time just to get the key so that I can potty. Not cool.
You can easily see that I am wearing headphones so thanks for either trying to tell me that I look or trying to hit on mr but I clearly didn’t hear a word you said. Sorry, but NIN is more important to me at the moment.
Just because it was expensive or it is designer that doesn’t mean that you should wear it!
It’s def summer weather in NYC today and I like it!
I’m mad at Anika King mad at her for reminding me that the Mrs. Fields cookie cake was still good to eat. and I am mad at the Mrs. Fields cookie cake for still being slightly soft. I ate two big pieces and now I feel like ass. Thanks guys!
The truth is, I thought it was awesome! We all did. And it was a huge accomplishment for us. Sure it wasn’t perfect, but it’s not about being perfect.
Here’s the (tl;dr) thing: I’ve never been a great singer, and I’ll never be a great singer. I was just a kid who loved music and had to figure it out. I wasn’t lucky to be born with talent and great pipes. But I was lucky to be born with something that I value more than natural ability: I’ve got heart, willpower, and an intuition that if I put my mind to something, I can accomplish anything. And guess what? I did.
I wanted to sing. Not because I could, but because I loved making music. Listen to the first Midtown record. My voice was HORRENDOUS. I really had no clue what I was doing. But along the way, it got better. I had to figure it out. And through the years I got better at it. Never great, but enough to get by. Because my point in being a singer was never to be a “singer,” but it was to be able to have a way to express my ideas and my emotions (oftentimes shouting them at the top of my lungs). My voice is just a vehicle. A vehicle that just needs to get me from point A to point B. Some people are lucky to have BMWs to get them to point B. I have a Volkswagen. It’s not pretty, but it does what I need it to do.
But then my Volkswagen had to go into the shop this year because she got a cyst. And that put her out of commission for a bit, but I got her back up and running. She never ran great to begin with, and now she runs a little worse. But she still runs, and I love her. And if YOU love her too, you don’t love her because she’s the most perfect thing in the world. You love her because she’s real.
I will never sing perfectly. But I will always be awesome. Even when I fuck up. I’m awesome because I am not afraid to fall nor ashamed to stumble. Because I never wanted to be beautiful, and I never pretended to be.
Now, on to the less dramatic part:
Estelle: she was dope. She did the song her way. She changed it up and made it her own. It’s not gonna be like Leighton nor like Victoria. And I back her for that.
Notwithstanding all that shit I just said about my voice, I think I did a pretty damn good job. Especially compared to the last time we were on Conan (which I really was embarrassed about). Have you guys seen other bands perform on TV? It always sucks. It’s not the same as seeing them live and it doesn’t sound like it even sounds in the studio audience. It always sounds like shit. It’s compressed as fuck because it has to be broadcast through the air and sent to your tv speakers. Unless the artist is lip-synching and/or using auto-tune (which we don’t), it always sounds weird.
Again, it’s not about being perfect. The beauty of a live performance are the imperfections.
Conan was fucking awesome. We’re just a bunch of dudes who got a chance to play on a show we’ve been watching since we were kids. We had a blast and we were real. And it was a personal milestone for us. I couldn’t ask for anything more.
Gabe is real stand up guy. His Volkswagen and my Volkswagen should get together. I’m sure they’d get along swimmingly. Especially cause my Volkswagen has gotten it’s ass beat since moving to Brooklyn! I thought their performance on Conan was fun and entertaining, isn’t that what we want from television in the first place?
lately i have been learning a lot more about my emotions. where they stem from. how they take over my body. doing what i can to learn to control them better. which is difficult. what i’ve also learned is that i tend to emotionally eat. emotional eating is something i thought i didn’t do. now it is just another item of my list of things to overcome. le chocolat muffin is an item on the list of things i didn’t need to eat.
editor’s note: add a slice of mrs. fields cookie cake to the list. ……………..also add cookie cake serving #2
editor’s note #2: i have also been learning how my emotions affect others. i hate when something is a knee jerk response. knee jerk as in something that i can’t quite control. even when i try to control it. and then i make others feel shitty with my response. it sucks.
I seem to have a shortage of them in this city. What happened to having friends who just want to hang out, watch bad movies, eat ice cream and do practically nothing except gossip? Have I gotten to old for those kinds of pals?