[BGmusic: I have no idea what this song is but it's by MuteMath]
Quote for the day:
“The two most common elements in the universe are Hydrogen and stupidity.”
- Harlan Ellison

[BGmusic: I have no idea what this song is but it's by MuteMath]
Quote for the day:
“The two most common elements in the universe are Hydrogen and stupidity.”
- Harlan Ellison

[BGmusic: Girl in the War by Josh Ritter]
Quote for the day:
“All we want to do is eat your brains
We’re not unreasonable; I mean, no-one’s gonna eat your eyes”- Jonathan Coulton’s Re: Your Brains
A sad reality of our times is how indifferent we’ve grown towards each other. Yes, we all have an opinion on the lifestyles of the rich and the famous, but you’ll be hard-pressed to find someone who cares about your run-of-the-mill Juan.
We hardly ever try to connect with people outside of our social circles. Forget making eye contact or wishing someone a good day. We don’t do that. And when we do… okay, let me tell you about what happened to me yesterday.
See, I was in a pretty good mood because I just came from church [and post-church lunch], and I’m almost always in a good mood after church [and post-church lunch]. Plus, I just bought a CD and was in the process of buying myself a book, so if you were playing the Sims [2 - am in the process of getting myself Sims 3 hwahaha], my aspiration level would be platinum.
Anyway, so there I was, in line at the cashier at this second-hand bookstore, when I feel the man in front of me looking at me. So I look at him in the eye, and he smiles at me and I smile back. And I think, “Wow, this world isn’t so bad if strangers still smile at each other.”
[BGmusic: nothing for now]
Quote for the day:
“I hate the phone, but I wish you’d call.”
- Joshua Radin, The Fear You Won’t Fall
[But it's not like anyone can call me, due to my phoneless state.]
Yes, I know I’m such a loser for not updating this thing more often. But even though I think most of my readers have up and gone and forgotten about this blog – and I won’t hold it against them because in the real world that’s what happens when blogs are seemingly abandoned – I shall pick up where I left off.
So, UPDATES.
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[Translation: if you're reading this please don't ask me these questions because I've been having this conversation about five hundred times already.]
So, what have you been up to lately?
I have been:
Sometimes simultaneously.
[BGmusic: Stormy Weather by Louis Armstrong]
Quote for the day:
“I’ve made a horrible mistake.”
- Gob, Arrested Development
Last week, I made the unpleasant discovery that the person I had deemed worthy of my bad poetry and daydreaming was, in fact… not.
See people, I have a disease.
I have pedestalectasis. When I find someone… interesting, I have the tendency to fling them up on a pedestal and idolize idealize all their good qualities while pretending that the bad qualities aren’t really all that bad… these flaws only make them three-dimensional. Then I find someone from film or literature to associate them to, so everything I don’t know or understand about this person is filled in and explained by their fictional counterpart’s traits and background stories. So you can imagine what a mess I end up with when everything falls into shambles.
Eventually, [sometimes thankfully] I get a wakeup call.
Usually, it comes in the form of another girl on his arm [nuuuuuu!]. But in this case, it was… an unresolvable, intolerable clash of opinions. Taste is relative. I get that. Good and bad taste is not, but it’s tolerable. Then there’s right and wrong taste, which is on a whole different level altogether.
Illustration:
Bad taste is tolerable: “So… you like Gokey… *insert abrupt topic change here*”
Wrong taste is wrong: “You’re a Nazi? Have a nice life.”
[BGmusic: Sky by Joshua Radin and Ingrid Michaelson]
Quote for the day:
“In an mmmbop they’re not there.
Until you lose your hair. But you don’t care.”- Hanson, Mmmbop
Last weekend I got a little taste of life on the other side of the generation gap.
I was in Laguna for this retreat my parents were holding for some military families, and was one of the oldest “kids” there [the oldest being my sister]. Because my mother kept insisting that I should make an effort to be sociable, I made myself look busy by sitting with my sister, who was socializing with some [obviously younger] girls.
Check out the dialogue:
Girl1: “OMG, you’re turning fourteen this year.”
Girl2: “Yeah, so are you.”
Girl1: “But you’ll be first. You’re sooo old.”
Me: *blank face*
I never blog about TV because I hardly watch TV and blog posts about television bore me to death.
But I have to do this.
Because American Idol is the only show I bother watching.
And because Season 8 without Noop Dogg isn’t worth watching.
Yes, he was out of his element last night, but it was still good.
And come on, you can’t let a guy with this kind of talent get away that easily.
You just can’t.
It’s wrong.
I don’t even like RnB and I love this guy.
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