I wonder what happens when I post when I don't have anything in particular I feel like writing about?

Probably something like this.

I have a cousin who says nothing, apart from choice one-liners every now and then. It's as if he's constantly brewing, and serves up little espressos when they're ready. He's really funny and grand company ( Read more... )

Though I have spent a lot of time in transit through Asia, I haven't been to Kuala Lumpur for a very long time. Maybe the last time when I was five years old. There are two international airports here, KLIA (Kuala Lumpur International Airport) and LCCT (Low Cost Carrier Terminal). We flew into KLIA on Malaysian Airlines; in a few hours we fly out ( Read more... )

I've been thinking how there's only so far an individual, however brilliant, can go. The age of the lone polyglot (though they were never truly alone; few if any were self-sustaining hermits) is all but over. I think now is the age of brilliant communities. Egos accommodating egos, letting ourselves die a little for the common good ( Read more... )

I'm quite a physically affectionate person and for me, touch is just another language we use to communicate and, well... I dunno, all kinds of appropriate touching (including sex) is just another way to express friendship for me, I don't really have much distinction ( Read more... )

Do you think we have an obligation to figure out what it is we're trying to say before we say it ( Read more... )

Pretty much everyone I know in Christchurch has been connecting with people because of the earthquake & aftershocks. Family and friends around NZ and overseas, sometimes with strangers, or barely acquaintances with whom in other cases it would be strange to converse ( Read more... )

... has been becoming more friends-only of late.

i'm going to make this my last public entry.

feel free to friend me, and i'll check you out :p

hmm, what else? oh yeah. right now i'm eating the juiciest pineapple in the world. sucks to you! :D

salt is not sugar.

salt is not sugar.

salt is not sugar.

there must be something wrong with my tongue, because i swear it tasted like sugar before i poured it in! [edit: the salt, not my tongue.]

i'm incredibly detfig :)

bad idea: deleting journal with no explanation.

good idea: telling people i'm going to take some time out :)

documenting myself right now wouldn't be too pretty. i'm okay, though :p