Somebody help

Apparently, I'm the only one having problems with blogspot. Havent been able to view updates on this and others. Perhaps its time to move to wordpress.

Guess there wont be any updates until this is sorted. (its a pain writing this on the blackberry).

Mindful

Dont you think people who dedicate themselves to a cause or a movement need it more for themselves?

There's nothing wrong with that. Most social causes are good.

Why do you eye them with suspicion then?

Admit it. You think they are either gay, sanctimonious or trying to make a quick buck off you.

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What's your best age?

Difficult one but I thought 23 was pretty good. I had low expectations.

I've asked the question many times (always at the bar). I dont recall anyone saying "current" or "future" age.

After too many drinks, one would have seen better days.

Life's Perspective

I thought I would return in better times. A death, an arrest and a loss prompted this post.

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My Dear Friend and Colleague,

I''m sorry for not allowing you to quit on several occasions. I didnt expect you to leave like this.

sicko
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My Old Buddy,

The nightmare has begun. It doesnt stop but you'll learn a new way of living.

sicko
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My Friend and Associate,

You lost your family home through a bad business call. I'm still trying to help. The both of us.

sicko



It sucks to know me. My karma is always better than yours.

Sonic Speed

You have never left me in spite. You blur the lines between whats pleasing and whats disturbing. You challenge my ability to listen and enjoy. Sometimes I wish you just GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HEAD!!

Damn noises.

A Close Call

I like cool summer days and warm winter nights. We wont be appropriately dressed.

On a train across Germany one mild autumn's day, a cellist with the Berlin Philharmonic attempted to engage me in some intellectual discourse about the passage of time. The only noteworthy pitch he made was love is not something you can recapture because the melange of emotions at that moment has passed. I didnt expect him to know better. He has only loved one.

Love does manifest itself in different forms through different people at different times. I wasnt about to argue, we still had 3 hours to go.

I had intended to write about my love for my country and the sacrifices that I would make but thankfully this post distracted me. For fear of feminist militants attacking me, I refrained from making any comments and decided that its better to shit in my own blog.

Acquiring knowledge and having a social conscience are all fine and dandy but it wont get you laid. You need good grooming even if you look like a chihuahua.

This sucks. I dont know what I'm saying or doing anymore. I cant be sitting here without my clothes with a shot of whisky thinking it would make me blog. Time I stop blogging.

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" (creating drama by quitting blogging briefly)


I'm back!!

Unfit

I'm not one for the brilliance of a sunrise or the introspective sunset. There's nothing quite like the transition into nightfall. Or the moment after dusk.

I'll sit in darkness. Waiting.

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A flustered labia wrote to me.

Sharifah Labia said...

Look at me, I'm Lily O,
lousy with virginity
Won't go to bed till I'm legally wed, I can't,
I'm Lily O,

Watch it, hey, I'm Siti Nurhaliza I was not brought up that
way
Won't come across,
even Datuk K lost his heart to Siti Nurhaliza

I don't drink or swear, I won't rat my hair,
I get ill from one cigarette
Keep your filthy paws off my silky drawers.
Would you pull that crap with Mother Theresa?

As for you, Sicko, I know what you wanna do
You got your cheezy crust, I'm no object of lust,
I'm just plain Lily O,

Elvis, Elvis, let me be, keep that pelvis far from me
Just keep your cool,
now you're starting to drool
Hey, dungu, I'm Lily O.

2:40 PM, March 28, 2007

Dear Sharifah Labia,

I'm Sicko, dont look at me,
you already know.
I dont need a bed
to screw your brains dead.

I'm Sicko without the standalone Zero.
No wonder
you cant get a score Lily O.

The Sicko aint no saint.
Even he wont do the dirty
on mother theresa of calcutta.
God bless her soul.

keep your knickers on, Lily O.
Its pouring.
tom's tumb may be handy,
for one uptight.

You're right Lily O,
I dont fit in.


Sicko

Grease Lightning

The extent of human greed is truly bewildering.

For some reason or another, I've been inundated with matters concerning the environment. I'm going to do my part in making the world a better place. A place where our children can run naked without fear of drowning, overheating and Datuk Ks.

Ask Siti. Its not easy washing off grease.
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Since there are no distressed readers this week, I'm going to write a short letter to the PM because he might be.

Dear PM,

No sir, I'm not addressing the afternoon. I'm referring to the afterthought.

You were not the first, second nor the third choice. Its worse. You're becoming Sophie's Choice.

Please prove us wrong.

Sicko.

*A "Sophie's Choice" is a tragic choice between two unbearable options.