Thursday, July 30, 2009

Where is the line between sanity and insanity? I need to know so I can put up STOP and DANGER signs…or maybe not. Maybe I want to hit the accelerator.

There’s this soda from back in the day that no one seems to remember. CRUSH. Do you remember it? It was in this bottle where the glass was kind of twisty at the top. And the picture was of half a citrus I think. I used to love it. I was never a Fanta Orange kid. Today, if you gave me Crush and a chicken pie from the old in-flight restaurant at the airport I’d love you forever. Throw in a Cadbury Wholenut and you’d own me.

The movie season wants to leave me way behind. The cinema is running on, I don’t know what kind of calendar and so I’ve missed Star Trek!!! And other movies too but the nerd in me is lying in foetal position sobbing her heart out at this loss. She only dried her owl lenses for a moment after watching Harry Potter (which was satisfactory) but resumed creating her own ocean the minute someone mentioned that Star Trek was actually good. The lost CGI, the acting, the apparently good plot…now I have to watch it bichupuli style and it will not be the same.

…ok done whining. Now I talked about chocolate I really want one. It’s there at the back of my mind. It knows I want it. And I have to go grocery shopping today. How can I skip the sweets aisle? Isn’t that criminal somewhere?

The weather is horrible. I’ve started biting my nails again. The weather is so horrible that I’ve started biting my nails again which is not connected in the very least but since this is a randomises post I get to be as random as I want all of which has only a little to do with the fact that I want to see how far I can take this sentence without stopping although I am aware that it started being a run-on a few centuries ago but if punctuation is your thing I apologise and if it isn’t join me on the rebel boat! Oh boo, I ended too quick. I haven’t really started biting my nails again. Only nibbling at them every once in a while. That doesn’t count does it?

Lemme make up a story without stopping starting…now. Riko the monkey liked Jambula. He lived for them practically and he wasn’t amused at all when he saw the bloody humans approaching his equivalent of heaven with that thing they used to cut down trees. “Sacrilege!” He screamed as the tree began to quiver. “Blasphemy! You disrespectful idiots with your disgustingly hairless bodies!” Still the tree shivered beneath him. The tree creaked and he screeched in agony. He leaped from branch to branch jumping up and down. “Buffoons! Your mothers are one-legged warthog who makes hyenas look beautiful!” The tree creaked and the Jambula above and below began to fall. He had prayed for this day, for a day when it would rain Jambula but not like this! Never! He moaned as his heart tore at the sight of such wasted treasures hitting the ground. Too much! Too much! He couldn’t handle such a profane act! In body wracking grief, hands, feet and tail let go of the tree and with one last blood curdling screech he fell as well.

Ok what am I smoking?! (looks around to make sure no one nearby is smoking weed on the sly. She wouldn’t put it past them)

7 comments

you bite yo nails and you hate punctuation, hmmm me likey!!!

You disrespectful idiots with your disgustingly hairless bodies!-killer

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Hahaha! Awesome. Loving the randomness. And you're a nerd?? You know CGI? Two points for you!

And crush rocked. Right along with Schweppes Pineapple and Vimto. *makes a mental note*

Howdy do?

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Haha..... Crush. There was this other one called sweps oba...

Rondomness at its best

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@King, Oh, YZ is a nerd of the first water. :o)
Hello, YZ! :o)

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Then CREPS soda made out of pineapple.

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tight yz, keep it going, theres nothing like coming here only to read ga moth eaten comments from last year.

i have never tasted vimto or bb soda. NEVER! i wonder if i can find a bottle on ebay

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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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