In Other Words

Grease nose

I had a beer last night and it had that bitter bitter taste of the ‘I’m still sick’ syndrome. Its something along the lines of ‘if it tastes like that, I know I’m still/ getting sick’. So from that I’ve drawn the conclusion that I’m not wholly well yet. Truth be told, I don’t feel wholly well yet, so I guess that that could be used as supportive evidence. My nose feels like its been filled with solidified grease, as does my head, now that I think about it. Maybe I should wash my face more thoroughly at night.

You’re really starting to wonder why you read this crap, huh? Yeah, I wonder why I write it too. Certainly not for your enjoyment! I think I write it because, at heart, I’m an exhibitionist and they won’t let me strip in public, in this country. Gone are the days of yore where I would shop in the nude (made it easy to try on clothes) or would hang my winkie in my beer glass, before I would drink it, so that none of my friends would quickly scull my glass while I wasn’t looking, or off ‘wetting a wall’.

Sitting three in a row, dicks in our glasses, discussing the women walking by and spilling our drinks if a woman walked by that was just slightly too hot. ‘Damn! She was hot, need another beer here! Don’t you just love it how that cools your balls?’

They always say beer is good for hair, so that possibly explains why I’ve got such a big bushel on my bullocks. (Did you know Microsoft word recognises the word bullocks? Pretty amazing, all things considered, what it does and doesn’t recognise).

So I guess that’s why I write blogs now, where I used to expose myself physically, I now expose myself psychologically, demonstrating, for all to see, how my personality is cobbled together from stolen bits of other people and game show hosts. That’s the way it should be, however, as game show hosts should be elevated to national heroes.

Oh, one last thing, they have finally found a show that I might watch on Singaporean TV. Singapore Idol! It is going to be such a blast, watching the inherently easily embarrassed Singaporeans being slaughtered on the screen. I just wish I got to be Simon, however. That local guy is clearly not going to be up to scratch and it would be /so/ much fun to be allowed to make people feel really, really bad about themselves for a living.

posted by Symbol @ 10.6.04