So on Tuesday I picked up Murakami's The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle. Which is amazing ( Read more... )

furthermore, just WHAT THE FUCK is it with hankering after those that are entirely oblivious...the most heinous thing being that I'm playing that game on others at the exact same time?

Ahhh, passivity. Bollocks.

In related news, my first kiss just told me she was a go-go dancer all through her 20's...le sigh. Should've locked that down.

I think life is just a series of crushes.

pop up ads added to LJ - YOU GO, progress ( Read more... )

just tracked down and produced some "child report" on my progress at pre-school when I was one month beyond my fourth birthday, obviously written by someone with a child psychology background...and let's just say it blows me away how much genetics and early nurture counts for personality! Uncanny how closely it accords with my current strengths ( Read more... )

In the all of 15 minutes I was hanging out in a park in false creek this afternoon, no less than five dog owners were around me chasing after - and shouting at and even resorting to beating over the head - their dogs ( Read more... )

I've finally been converted to this whole business...am now the proud owner of the ugliest bike on the road, but it FLIES! My flatmate built it.

Translink can go fuck itself.

awesomeness started on Thursday, when I got dragged out to the High on Fire concert at the Rickshaw...STILL can't hear properly from that ( Read more... )

Like a fool I went and stayed too long
Now I'm wondering if your love's still strong
O baby, here I am, signed, sealed delivered, I'm yours

Then that time I went and said goodbye
Now I'm back and not ashamed to cry
O baby, here I am, signed, sealed delivered, I'm yours

"one of those days which are not like the other days, on which time starts afresh, casting aside the heritage of the past, declining its legacy of sorrows ( Read more... )