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Better one handful with tranquility than two handfuls with toil and chasing after the wind.
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Wednesday, August 30, 2006
If you are what you eat, I am nothing :-(
The ears are feeding on The Mars Volta - Meccamputechture
Sorry kids, it's just words today. No time for visuals.
The past few weeks have been contemplative and fun and busy and boring and normal and abnormal and bad and good.
Snakes on a Plane wasn't as brilliant as I'd hoped it'd be. Know that I say brilliant with zero sincerity. Half the time I was being laughed at because I was so grossed out. Those snakes were perverts. And Cathay went all out to pacify us when the movie didn't work on Saturday night. (Not that we minded, we got to sit in nice squishy seats for 50 minutes.) So we got a free movie, and free popcorn, and free Coke. I hate Coke. But I drank it because I was thirsty and it was free. See how corporations manage to kill you at every chance they get? I was also very impressed with Jonas' and Val's dancing skills. Although they nearly killed a lot of people, myself included.
The parents are in Hanoi this week. I slept in their room last night since my stupid air con is screwed up again. I miss my Mom's shuffling (really loud bedroom slippers) and sniffling in the morning. That sounds kinda weird, I know. But that's always what I hear when I wake up (thanks to her sinusitis). And I miss my Dad's bad jokes and sad little glances at me when I make bad jokes about him.
Don't worry. I have a healthy relationship with my parents.
I got ripped off at Subway on Monday night. I got a chocolate chip cookie with M&M's and to my horror, a lurid fluorescent turqoise shell stared at me instead, when I took a bite. FRIGGIN SMARTIES. I hate Smarties. Maybe, if like Kurt, I was spoiled by my Mom with excessively delicious cookies (cakes are more her thing), I wouldn't have been subject to such a blatant lie of a phantom chocolate. Also, the Famous Amos cookies Rach brought over yesterday were stale. Not her fault. I blame the Wally Amos corporation. I suppose I'm feeling a little bitter about my unfortunate cookie incidents so early in the week.
I haven't really got anything deep enough to say without going into too many details. As Meg and Nick like to chirp, besides Neon!-neon!-neeeeeeon!... "LIFE! EMBRACE IT!!" Well, I'm trying.
Anyway, I like details (frou frou album included) but I haven't got time for them right now, because I need to be fed. I think I'll put up long lost pictures from Thailand when I have the time.
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