Do I treat myself to a good night’s sleep? Or do I stay up all night and code on things while everyone else is asleep, before anything can notice that something broke? Decisions, decisions. It’s 3 AM now. Fuck it.
Anonymous asked: Sean Tilley, you're such a loser piece of shit. Always rambling about how lonely you are? Jesus, is it impossible for you to get laid, or what?
Anonymous asked: Are you dating anyone? If so, who?
Ask Me Questions!
Taking a page out of Alejandro’s book, and figured I’d post a short list of questions you can ask in my ask box. It’s a Friday night. I’m bored. Let’s do this. Click the picture thing below for some preset questions, or make up your own if you’d like. It can be Anonymous, or non-Anonymous. Your choice.
"Need You Around" (50's Doo-Wop Song)
I’m licensing this as CC-BY-SA under the Creative Commons 3.0 License. It’s another mornin’, On a dark and dreary day. No sunshine in the sky-ae-aeeeey You’ve taken it away. And now I am fee-ee-lin’ I’ve made things all wrong. I’m falling farther down, At the thought of you gone. (Chorus One) I can’t be strong, How can I go on? I’m...
After months of hard work, I’m happy to announce that Losers Like Us is mostly ready for the general public. I have opened up the site for visitors, and we are going to begin writing tons of articles. There are a few cosmetic fixes that need to be made, things that I simply kept putting off. But, the general functionality is there now. Feel free to head on over and check...
I want to start a 50’s acapella doo-wop group so badly. Think about it. Matching suits, bow-ties. Snapping and incredible harmonies. Singing straight from the heart. I was inspired to write a song in that particular style a few days ago, and it really rekindled my love for the genre. To me, there’s so much class and potential for making great, lovable music with this. Of course,...
Been actively looking for work...
For a while now. Anyone know somewhere that’s actively hiring?
A Billion Planets Apart
We journey through the universe with but a single concrete plan. The galaxies out here float around me, sheer systems to behold. Chart the stars and pave the future for the entirety of man. A trillion stars and planet rings and nebulae unfold. Steinbeck wrote about distance. Shakespeare wrote about heart. These eyes see a million colors, but not one sky of blue. But what good is literature...
Falling for people so hard scares me sometimes.
To My Followers
I seem to be in a rift between time and space. Help me return to reality by keeping in touch and talking. I miss some of you very dearly.
Anonymous asked: When do we get to talk again? Stupid time-zones >_<
Challenge to self: Find a way to make the entire world smile.
fakexempire-deactivated20110913 asked: I miss talking to you.
That Awkward Moment...
When you’re drunk, and you admit some pretty dark things from your childhood to one of your best friends.
Me, recreating “Strutting Leo”. More like Strutting Sean, though. Although I totally am a Leo due to my birthday. Anyway, feel free to crop me out and put me into things! :D
Wearing some flannel for the coming Fall.