It's been a while since writing actually helped. Lately all I've been able to dish out is a list of complaints about men (all justified, mind you) and a few mediocre poems. Not good enough, I wager. Either way, it's time to write like I used to. Badly and from the heart.

So, I'm going through a bit of a spiritual limbo right now. Either that, or ( Read more... )

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Alcohol, damn it all
I’m guessing that I had a ball
And I really hope that it was worth it
Because I gave my Mum a call

Ceilings spun and rooms revolved
And there was a Belgian involved
Six shots of Jose Cuervo
And all of life’s problems were solved

I woke up feeling quite unstable
With a pineapple on my table
And can anyone explain why I needed
Thirty ( Read more... )

Hello, Mother ( Read more... )

I thought I'd take this post to write a bit about my travels in Europe. So far I've been able to see Kinderdijk and Brussels.

Kinderdijk, I don't have much to say about. It's a quaint little village that would be off the map were it not for the windmills that are a UNESCO Heritage Site. And this is part of the charm. Other than a long, sunny (albeit ( Read more... )

Hmph.

The Onion just went paid. This is a sad, sad day. For the ultimate cheapskate like myself, it is indeed a day of reckoning. I love the Onion. Even if it is a fucking sellout and charging an outrageous amount for what was once liberal, wholesome entertainment.

It's just that I've become so used to my daily dose of Jean Teasdale, H-Dog and Jim ( Read more... )

Response to: http://raagshahana.blogspot.com/2011/09/open-letter-to-delhi-boy.html?spref=tw

An Open Letter to Shahana

Dear Shahana (Or as you prefer to be called, Madrasan)

Before I start this long winded treatise, allow me to clarify that I read your entire letter to the Delhi Boy, particularly the part where you threaten to shove coconuts up their ( Read more... )

How do I get myself into these fucking situations?

All I'm trying to do is avoid getting into trouble. That's all. Instead I have to deal with *insert shudder here* men.

The nerve of this pickle headed invertebrae. "Why u add me if yyyou cnt respond?" I'll respond if and when I like, you schmuck! I don't have to talk to you just because you have no ( Read more... )

So, the big move is finally happening.

In fact it's coming down to single digits now. In 6 days I should be on my merry way to de Nederland. I suppose I'm excited. But I'm not sure. I think, mildly interested is more appropriate.

Sometimes I really worry about myself. I really, really should be able to feel more. But it just doesn't happen. I try to ( Read more... )