I like to think of this week as come-down week.  We’re gradually coming down from the elation of the holidays.  We’re coming down from the kind of happiness that can only be found when you spend an entire day curled up on the couch, watching old school reruns courtesy of Soap Net or the Jersey Shore premiere on repeat.  We’re coming down from that food coma, only to realize that our favorite pairs of jeans are no longer our favorite pairs of jeans…because we can’t get them over our thunder thighs.

Come down week (more commonly referred to as “the start of winter semester”) was made a little more bearable by the fact that it actually wasn’t super-frigid this year….but let’s be real, the real thing getting us through this otherwise awful time is the fact that Jake Gyllenhal is back on the market!  Write a song about that, Taylor.

The second best way to get through this week?  Drink.  Since it’s syllabus week, aka the craziest, most party-rific week for college students, you can get really crazy.  Like, Snooki level crazy.  Here’s your guide to throwing the perfect Jersey Shore-themed party.

But if you’re not ready to get off the couch and get crazy just yet, there’s always extensive Facebook stalking.  It’s likely that people have uploaded tons of pictures from New Years Eve and the rest of the holiday season.  Feel free to stalk – I won’t judge (because that would be hypocrisy…)   I might, however, have to judge if you do any of the things that force us to wonder: has our Facebook obsession gone too far? Read More »

[Sarabeth here, back with some more jams to add to your iTunes library! Every Wednesday, I'm bringing you music suggestions - could be something new, old, hugely popular or fairly unknown -  to awesome-ify your  collection.]

Here in central Texas, it doesn’t really snow during winter. It just gets cold, rainy, and miserable. For some reason, I like to embrace rainy days and stay inside to be all gloom and doom. And I want to do this today especially today, since I’m still recovering from some bad choices on New Year’s Eve.

Death Cab for Cutie’s 5th album, Plans, is the perfect company for that very activity.

About the Band:

Death Cab is an indie rock band from Washington that currently consists of Ben Gibbard, Chris Walla, Nick Harmer, and Jason McGerr. It started off as a solo project of Gibbard’s, but when he found success with a cassette tape he released, he decided to expand it to a full fledged band. Read More »

Thanks to our biffles over at MTV, I was able to go to the MTVu’s Woodie awards. What’s a woodie? Oh, please. Don’t act like you don’t know. The Woodie Awards is only the coolest, most underrated award show ever. Blending alternative music with rap, bringing Death Cab and Rick Ross together, MTVu brings my favorite coffee shop jams and booty shaking music together and rewards them with an awkward wooden statue.

Did I mention that the entire venue was crammed with kegs, Solo cups and celebs? Imagine a frat party. With Zooey Deschanel and Mary Louise Parker. Only the music doesn’t suck. And instead of your bestie making out with the make-shift bartender? A very sloppy David Cross is macking it with Amber Tamblyn.

The show airs tonight at 10PM on MTVu. And everyone who appreciates really good music (and booze) just needs to watch. Here’s a little taste of the going-ons:

- Me and my roommate – aka my assistant/Red Bull Vodka (more on that later) runner for the night – arrive and get placed in prime seating, inches away from the celebs and, more importantly, the open bar. We are closely behind some Real World d-bag who is waving to everyone in general admission. Bro, you are not famous. Sit down. Shut up.

- Pete Wentz in all his mangs (man bangs) glory gets on stage to kick off the Woodies, red Solo cup in hand and gives a big cheers to all the names here. Cam’ron‘s here? What! Read More »

When the Internets talk, I listen. Really. Think about how easy the Internet makes it to discover new music.  Almost as easy as it is to find porn (but not quite as easy. It is way too easy to find porn on the Internet).  Sometimes when I’m bored, I just browse the Internet to discover new bands and I’m constantly shocked by how many artists and bands I’ve never heard of until I see or hear them online. And then fall instantly in love with them.

So, Internets, I thank you. Thank you for bringing us more than porn. Thank you for introducing me to this week’s new releases. Read More »