Saturday, March 15
oh my goodness. ed norton looks cheesy as hell as the new hulk. such a waste of talent. he's like one of my fav actors CAN!?!?!
bin
escaped | 02:58
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Tucked herself right at the corner of the huge vehicle and watched the night drive by. Fingers dancing to the beat of the music, not giving any notice to the sardines. Exhilarated because nobody can hear what she is listening to. Hang on. What's that in the corner of her eye. The stranger beside her was dancing his fingers away in sync albeit bolder. Drumming away as if indulged in his own music. Curiosity nudged her to look as the stranger left. The stranger had no ear muffs on. Oh, that slimy thief!
bin
escaped | 01:21
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Thursday, March 13
I never thought I'll have to say this.
But sudden bout of rain (if you can still call it that, i was tempted to call it something mean) has inspired this entry. My fingers and toes are frozen in mid day. Living high up with the sea and a reservoir as your backyard does make me curse and swear during times like this. My nose refuses to comply, it is revolting, trying to make another statement by going on a strike. My hands are really frozen. I'm sitting on my feet, sitting on a chair.
I just woke up from a much needed 16hr dormir a few hours ago. It wasn't my longest record. I suspect I was frozen awake. Surfed without an aim and stumbled on an old friend's blog. Mind boggling insights and photographic skills. It is a sign. All of these. These came to me just when I am contemplating whether to rejuvenate my interests in the matter. I still have frozen fingers and there is nothing I can do about it except sit on them.
I'm sitting on my hands, sitting on my feet, sitting on a chair.
After typing this of course.
bin
escaped | 16:11
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