I Am Not Unlike You

What I am doing to you, as relieving for me as it is, is no less than human.

What I am doing to you, it gives me a rush of satisfaction.

I preach it. But what you did to me was horrible yet it is so easy for me to be punishing you the same way. I am no less human, no more a monstrosity. But I am more humane than you could ever be.

You.

Feel.

No.

Guilt.

Everything is just a gimmick to you. Every chance you get. Everything in your path. All subjected to your choices. The lesser, the outcasts. And you greed for the rest.

You are like one of those people who go around systematically pilfering champagne glasses from the parties you're invited to.

Many things you do disgust me.

You are shameful. There is no escaping that.

Yet, so am I.


Florence and the Machine - Cosmic Love

Very Steam

First returning episode of Grey's Anatomy in 2010 is very steam.

If only it was that easy to pull a "Fine, then take him". You don't suppose it's about a certain vendetta now, do you?

Hmm...

Edit: Following episode was even more shocking. Eeesh fucking steam.

Hello Blondies

Is it me, or does AJ Cook and Bitchy Britney Spears look alike?





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On an unrelated note, why is Lite FM playing Susan Boyd's song every morning. Tulannya.

Fish. Blah.

I should cast a wider net right?

There's just one tiny hiccup.

The fish. Is it near or far?

Skim Cepat Kaya

No fancy multi-level marketing nonsense, no thoroughly thought out rouse to trick people. No need for extra effort, no requirement to be highly educated or own a certificate of any kind.

How about a thrilling career as one of the following?

. Toll booth operator
. Survey or focus group participant
. Extra in a movie or TV show ie. dead body 1 and running kid 2

Or you could be the blonde lady who turns the letters on Wheel of Fortune.


Glass Pear - Last Day of Your Life

The Fireworks

Were quite scarce this last year. It's taken a bit to convince myself that it's 2010 already. I swear I felt a shift in the space-time continuum.

While I am quite content to simply stay home in the presence of pillows in a perfectly mushed position, I get this feeling that I'm a bit old to show up in a sea of over-privileged teens and consume alcohol in that same vicinity.

I'm only 24.

And those two nights, they were good nights. Good. Relatively. Despite the fact that some bimbo stabbed my little toe with her sharpened heels. Oh yes, I thought it was a guy. But now I see a U-shaped imprint atop the skin covering my coagulated blood.

Bimbo: Noun. Vacuous female single-celled organism which crawls out of the primordial ooze who will one day be turning letters in her foreseeable future and the only way she'd know which letters to turn is when they ding and light up.

Why, yes. Happy New Year to all.


Erin McKeown - To The Stars

2010

Wave goodbye at 2009.