August 2011
26 posts
Self-destructive behavior is..
Opening my defunct fb page and stalk people whom I dislike, people who made me left fb in disgust and then proceed to read their blogs (more like searing my eyeballs with camwhoring photos). I now hate myself so much for wasting my time on this bullshit.
Aug 30th
Selamat Hari Raya and Selamat Hari Merdeka
Aug 30th
Aug 30th
9,131 notes
3 tags
Aug 29th
2 notes
Aug 27th
I know but... →
Look, shut the fuck up and put up with my shit ok. Some people collect china, so leave me with my politics. *mutters to self* finally something concrete from the opposition.
Aug 25th
41 years.. 53 years and possibly more. Maybe this is why I’m always grumpy.
Aug 25th
The Ascent of Money →
Yes! Docos can be orgasmically wonderful!
Aug 24th
Aug 24th
474 notes
Aug 23rd
7,590 notes
Good Night and Good Riddance
So many things anger me, I do not know how to live serenely and calmly like a zen monk. Many many many things like… Fucking vegans, evangelicals, teenage parents, ass smooching politicians, greenies, save-the-whale-activists, bogans, more religious pricks, dreamers, romantics, apolitical people, reading news about Malaysia, hearing news about Malaysia, stupid contestants on reality tv...
Aug 23rd
Aug 22nd
155 notes
Akin to airing dirty laundry in your finale.
Possibly. Sometime in the future there will be ‘Archivists’ who will scour the internet to look up on fb/tweet/other personal expression websites and compile them. They will be employed by your grieving family and they will stream whatever you have posted at your funeral as a way for friends and family to pay tribute and celebrate your life. Drunken photos, precious memories, random...
Aug 22nd
2 tags
“Stories online aren’t really stories right now. They’re like fragmentary...”
– Jonathan Harris (PopTech 2007), quoted on design mind (via somethingchanged)
Aug 22nd
105 notes
Ughhhhh
Might need to go back to KL to renew passport (not innerested in flying down to Canberra). Pain in my anus!
Aug 15th
1 tag
Dreamfession.
I dreamt of Briene of Tarth and Jaime Lannister in an old European cityscape. I was Briene’s pov. Jaime wrote an apology note on a receipt and Briene/I went on a stroll contemplating the message whilst having J giving a voice-over about having our first date in a Spanish restaurant. Walked under a bridge and witnessed some goons terrifying tourists and gang raping a girl. Why Oathbreaker...
Aug 14th
5 tags
“There is no answer. It’s okay. But even if it wasn’t okay, what am I supposed to...”
– Raymond Carver, “Cathedral” (via fwriction)
Aug 14th
33 notes
1 tag
The Jacques Torres Chocolate Mudslide Cookies «... →
Aug 14th
Aug 11th
1 tag
Aug 10th
Aug 10th
Sun Sea Sand
In Airlie Beach. Feels like Byron/Bali/Noosa. So far so good…
Aug 9th
Thumbs up for Mums around but..
Masterchef was MasterJunk and MasterFlaccid.
Aug 6th
Aug 4th
2 notes
Aug 1st
933 notes
July 2011
15 posts
Jul 31st
Jul 31st
1 tag
I solemnly swear that..
-I will read less “low-brow” books and start reading more “literary” novels and finishing up my long list of to-read non fics. -I will write more and be less scared of being vulnerable in the world wide web. -I will eat more fruits and not add cream on my strawberries. -I will use less profanity in my language.
Jul 31st