Thursday, February 26, 2009

You should go here

You know what? Well actually you don’t. To know would imply that you are me or at least that you have been within hearing distance in the past two weeks while I was complaining which is unlikely. I try not to complain. Fine (Stupid conscious). I try not to complain out loud and especially here. All complaints are funnelled out through appropriate music like Good Charlotte. Sleep is good too. I have to complain now or rather put words to the fear that. Me amazing me is terrified of this semester. If I had balls they would have shrunk to the size of Whoville. School is hard. In fact it is so hard that I am focusing less on it and more on Plan B. Plan B is like so, get married and do whatever and whichever he so desires me to do. Jump? “Sure thing babes. Lemme get a bungee stick so I get up really high” Off that cliff into that rocky patch of the ocean? “Forget the bungee stick, let me just tie these rocks to my legs. You know, make sure I stay down after I hit the rocks”

But seriously go here

I don’t really do the intellectual, do I? Let’s see, Owino politically? I think this is good for M7. If he’s smart, he’ll build a new one just in time for elections. That’s almost enough real votes to make a new district unnecessary. More intellectual, more. Global Warming is bad. Let’s kill all the cows, sheep, goats, and any other herbivore and eat lizards instead. It’s probably healthier too.

Have you gone there yet?

Currently: Tom, Dick and Harry. Tom is nice. He looks nice, he acts nice. He is also boring. Boringly predictable, boring to talk to and totally lacking in opinions. Dick is a dick. His name is him and he is his name. He is also funny, intelligent, has good taste in music, and a remarkably good kisser. It’s like I’m the yoyo and he’s got my string. Harry is yet to be psychoanalysed but he likes Kanye’s protégé which is a plus. All of them confuse me. The male sex is an enigma. They claim simplicity but they are just as complicated as we are. Or maybe it’s the men I chose and that I can’t honestly apologise for. If I wanted simple, I’d buy a cucumber.

go! ,go! , go!

I stopped drinking Coke for lent. Well, stopped drinking it everyday. For the next 40 days, only on 2 occasions. With my Spiced Gold and at Spur becuase the porkchops don't taste half as good without coke. Today is Day 3.

I need a hug

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hmmmmm, way to random to come up with a coherent comment, but i can atleast lerave you with the hug...(((((((((YZ)))))))))))))))))))) there you go

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You listen to Good Charlotte? A wine on me. It's up to you to find me.

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What is There?

We are already in lent? I did not know that and also what to give up on for 40days

(((((YZ)))))

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i went there(there being said link) and then i came back...i like this post..and your observation about men being just as complicated as women folk...hmm interesting admission, not many women accept it and yet dont see the irony that if something was so simple, why does it cause so much misery..and is a source of so much everything
Oh, your political take/intellectual part..hilarious..lizards!
P.s I like your blog picture..makes me smile everytime..reminds me of jungle book or another book called life of pi...

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awwww!!!!! i will hug you soon! so i won't put he hug smileys...
and if i see you drinking coke i'm so gonna bust you on your blog.
mad love!!!

JUICY FRUIT!

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hi! thanks for commenting. I'm always open to new ideas. I can't wait to hear yours.

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