Date:	2007-09-13 23:24
Subject:	Another day ends.
Security:	Public
Mood:	exhausted
Music:	Dear Jeepers - Frank Zappa

Since I have been too lazy to even close, what now seems like an endless list of tabs standing in line waiting patiently for their exit into the vast nothingness that is the history of my firefox browser (These cruel hands spawned by the cyberage I tell ya), I stumbled on the site once again.

I would now like to post my favourite part from the entire page filled with trivia and other such supposed junk:

"In his 1983 essay "Behind the Painted Smile," V For Vendetta's author Alan Moore discusses the issue of ideas and genesis. His opening comments refer to the typical scene from any given science fiction convention, where hoards of (usually) young fans pack hotel convention rooms to hear their icons (the writers, actors, directors, and thinkers behind science fact and fiction) speak a few words: one eager kid, voice wavering (thinking, I've been waiting my *whole life* for this moment) asks "Where do you get your ideas from?". The reaction:

We sneer. We lampoon and ridicule the sniveling little oaf before his peers.... We imply that even to have voiced such a question places him irretrievably in the same category as the common pencil-sharpener.... The reason why we do this is pretty straightforward. Firstly, in the dismal and confused sludge of opinion and half- truth that make up all artistic theory and criticism, it is the only question worth asking. Secondly, we don't know the answer and we're scared that somebody will find out."

Thank you, Mr. Moore.

On other things, The Bell Jar has got to be the last disturbing book I read. But then again, everything disturbs me. Hmmm...

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Date:	2007-09-13 12:35
Subject:	Funnies for the day
Security:	Public
Mood:	working
Music:	World Of Two - Cake

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Date:	2007-09-13 00:19
Subject:	Goodnight.
Security:	Public
Mood:	sleepy
Music:	Beethoven's Symphony No. 9 - California Guitar Trio

Have you ever heard a joke so many
times you've forgotten why it's funny?

And then you hear it again
and suddenly it's new.

You remember why you loved it
in the first place.

From Big Fish

The cool site I've spent the better part of the night on - Script-o-rama

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After you lose everything
to greed.
Time is the only good thing
life leaves for thee.
And if you're lucky
you're also left with
muscular atrophy.

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Date:	2007-09-11 15:31
Subject:	Productive time lost.
Security:	Public
Mood:	okay
Music:	#41 - Dave Matthews Band

Introspective statement for the day no. 1: I think I'm way to polite for my own good.
Introspective statement for the day no. 2: I am sick of introspection.

Funnies for the day:



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Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net


Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

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Date:	2007-09-11 00:13
Subject:	I found this poem eatable...
Security:	Public
Mood:	sleepy
Music:	Sweetheart Like You - Bob Dylan

Pretty Words

Poets make pets of pretty, docile words:
I love smooth words, like gold-enamelled fish
Which circle slowly with a silken swish,
And tender ones, like downy-feathered birds:
Words shy and dappled, deep-eyed deer in herds,
Come to my hand, and playful if I wish,
Or purring softly at a silver dish,
Blue Persian kittens fed on cream and curds.

I love bright words, words up and singing early;
Words that are luminous in the dark, and sing;
Warm lazy words, white cattle under trees;
I love words opalescent, cool, and pearly,
Like midsummer moths, and honied words like bees,
Gilded and sticky, with a little sting.

-- Elinor Wylie

A link to the poetess' rather interesting bio >> Click here.

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- Found a wonderful website courtesy Captain Uncertain, who was kind enough to forward it to me in the midst of a hectic schedule packed with determining the best possible way that more and more people can be induced into buying cigarettes and burning their lungs, money, life among other things. Click the link to read detailed annotations on V for Vendetta. Click here to go through the rest of the great site.
- I can't deal with PMS-y women, especially PMS-y women who don't only play You're Beautiful real loud while I'm trying to concentrate on a very boring document but also insist on singing along. They're scary. Dealing with my own PMS is enough. Thank you.
- Josephine has been dying her hair in our washroom. My roommate (referred to as P., henceforth) is annoyed. I don't know how to react, really. I'm filled with mixed emotions here, which lie somewhere between bemusement and apathy.
- I can't order Chinese food from Fat Kong. Because, I don't like the name. (Fat Kong? I mean really. They're not only going to serve fattening food but also be shamelessly obvious about it. That's just not right.) Flamin' China sounds much better. P. believes that's the weirdest thing she's ever heard. I believe that can't possibly be the weirdest thing she's ever heard. I might be wrong, who knows.

Funny for the day:



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Date:	2007-09-10 15:50
Subject:	Mentionable for the day
Security:	Public
Mood:	nauseated
Music:	Just - Radiohead

God must have a real strong stomach to not puke over mankind. Or vice-versa.

A sample of the context.

On other things, hip-hop amuses the **** out of me.

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Date:	2007-09-10 10:40
Subject:	Traffic signal rhyme
Security:	Public
Mood:	blank
Music:	Street Spirit (Fade Out) - Radiohead

Because the trees have slowly
turned into billboards
and fresh air
to carbon monoxide,
I breathe it in
and write
something that says
nothing beyond a point.
For more details
please visit our official
website.

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