Vengeance Is Mine Inc.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Afternoon playtime
Love is in your own backyard
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moled at 3/14/2006 07:36:00 AM

Monday, March 13, 2006

She had simply asked him along because he was interested in life, the Universe, and everything

A few mornings ago, I woke up, trudged to the toilet and faced the dark and murky depths of my grandmother's urine in the toilet bowl. (People who don't flush deserve to be subject to smelling urinal ammonia for as long as it takes them to vomit) Which is actually far more traumatising than going to brush my teeth only to face her brand new row of dentures a clean clear cup. The days are feeling like an endless school holiday where homework somehow does not exist!!!!! Money I earn seems fake and weird (not that I earn much). I volunteered for face painting for the st. nicks funfair (links to some pictures below) and it was a mad day because mrs. cheong couldn't stop advertising for $10,000 for herself to be dunked in a bikini and even reminded everyone to get her a birthday present next week. Actually you could tell from the opening ceremony that it was going to be absurd because they had ballerinas dancing to the IJ song while swaying with the IJ bears/dolls. I've been reading Catch-22 (tried reading while having a bubble bath for the first time yesterday...only to have the darn neighbour blast hi-5), practising the drums (getting better and I can sort of play an amateur version of That Thing You Do! now), thumbing through the french dictionary and enjoying the glorious workability of my new dvd recorder (smug eyebrow raise). And that person was absolutely right when he/she said that "there's nothing like Idiot Wind when you're pissed". Now for an afternoon of face painting and monopoly with my cousins and sister (if they don't find monopoly too childish and want to play something more cool and dark like starwars jedi outcast)

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moled at 3/13/2006 07:24:00 PM

be a goldmember.
i can see into your past, madame mary.

HELLO, STRANGER! Zach Braff