In Other Words

Huh?

So I’m supposed to be writing on my article. Naturally the fact that you’re reading this means I’m not. No harm done yet, though. Hopefully jabbering away on my blog will inspire me soon enough and I’ll ram a worthy article in just under an hour. Oh, I read an article this morning about how pigs /can/ fly, after all. You just need a big catapult and they don’t do it for long (after which you have a lot of bacon).

Never mind. If I can type here at a rapid speed I imagine it should be possible to type on the article at rapid speed as well. Of course it never works that way. As soon as you have to write something that little bastard in your head can’t help but speak up and say ‘that’s not good enough, oh yeah and your breath smells of dog shit.’

He says that a lot, the I’m not good enough bit, I mean, not the dog shit bit. The dog shit bit is only ever mentioned after I’ve had an alcohol induced black out. That’s ok though, as long as I’m not going to jail and I don’t remember it doesn’t bother me. I just pray that the memories don’t actually ever come back to me.

Went to have lunch at this little café in the middle of the jungle. They had good curries and it was nice to get out. Specially considering that yesterday Liana and myself spent the entire day indoor sniffling, sneezing and pissing each other off. Needed to get out of the house and piss other people off for a bit. Did alright at that, there wasn’t actually any people to piss off so I had to make them up. Guess that staff thought I was a bit weird screaming at thin air, but hey, its not like they had the pick of the litter in terms of customers. I guess part of the reason they didn’t might have been the fact that the place was in the middle of the Singaporean jungle (no I didn’t actually make that up, there actually are bits of jungle in Singapore they are just not very big and mainly serve as public toilets.)
Maybe I should actually edit through my posts on here. It might make everything up here more understandable. Though I’m not sure that’s a good thing. Not many people want to get into my sick mind. After all, the echo would drive them crazy.

Tomorrow I’ll have more time and write something more interesting. Like my article. Can’t talk about that in here yet, of course, as I still haven’t quite figured out what I’m going to talk about.

I better go figure that out right now.

posted by Symbol @ 18.7.04