What?! No. Actually I really hate you.

Before I have a cardiac arrest thanks to my mind recalling deadlines and assignments very vaguely, or before I start sleeping on benches at public parks and eating out of dustbins thanks to the blues that won't go away, I'd like to do a social experiment (or strange jobs) once again. It's been a long long time since the last one ( Read more... )

I had the same feeling for a while earlier last year, but wow this time it's fucking gold, man. The blues has really got some enduring appeal, like for the past few months or so. Really fucking downright depressed, man. Yeah I got goals and ambitions and that whole arts and actin' and writin' and campaigning for my beliefs goin' on, but you can ( Read more... )

Running away ain't gonna solve no nothin'. Have been feeling like shit for the past three weeks.

Wow, I feel so blessed - materially, not in a I went to church today or I feel lucky to have limbs today way, but in a my boat driver ah pek at work gave me a bottle of holy cherry juice from the temple today way. Holy juice! Think of that! Wow. My first holy gift. Now, someone gimme a rosary!

 Last night, I dreamt of a girlfriend who had no breasts AND no nipples. Fuck!!! The saving grace of the dream was the ZOMBIEZZZ came charging in, and that my brudder, stupidfiction  and I, fought tooth and nail to stay together and save our souls. She was wearing her red checkered pants when fighting, and I was carrying a weathered brown leather bag macham ( Read more... )

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