thoughts churned out too early in the morning for my own good
people scrambling by
like eggs rolling down the hill. I
can't seem to see how it is that
the minutes rush past, not like a bat
winging it in the clear night sky,
but it is important to me. My
sense of time goes spiralling away,
all awry otherwise, all day
without the sense of someone,
close and nearby.
gahhhhh!!!! i thought the only flowers that i was allergic to were lilies and daffodils.....i think i am now allergic to golden phoenixes or else (horror of horrors!!!) roses!!! or else, i may just be allergic to flowers that i am in close proximity to for a couple of hours. dang it! i have now broken out into mild hives....itchy!!! itchy itchy!! 
i have finally found the lyrics and actual name of this song that i totally love!! whoo hoo! It's U2's MLK. beautiful piece, soft, yet intense and pleading, like a paean. i first heard it a few years back. now i know 
happy!
hahaha! you have to go this site. it ain't porno, but it is close! it was the subject of this newspaper article about whether or not to consider it porn. ultimate conclusion is that is wasn't - it is too full of self-deprecating humor and other corny remarks that are a riot 
enjoy!
oh my god. what is the world coming to? first there is all this controversy about adding fluoride to tap water and all, but this is ridiculous : Coke piped to our homes?
i say we should all get free soda fountains in our homes, with a lifetime's supply of the stuff and stop drinking water altogether. that way, when we finally die, we save on embalming costs.
oh yah....note the CEO's last name...and the last paragraph
I am sitting here watching the transformers.....
Now anyone who has grown up in the 80s will know full well what i am talking about - "AUtobots wage their battle to destroy the evil forces of ....the Decepticons!" The endless battle between good and evil, these gigantic robots waging war with each other for Energon crystals to gain power.
It has been ages since i last set eyes on the transformers - the latest incarnation of the transformers is Beast Wars! when i was a kid, i faithfully followed the cartoon series from the robots' battle on earth all the way to space. and the little feminist in me always wondered, Why on earth are all the robots male???? WHere were all the girl robots? bear in mind this was a 6-year old wondering why. I think my wish was finally granted with Arcee! totally female, PINK and CURVACEOUS for heaven's sake....There were a few others, but not many, such that I can't remember their names.
so anyway, my point is that..whoo hoo! it is quite funny to see on retrospect what silly stereotypes i was exposed to. if i had it my way now, my female transformers would be deep-blue steel-chrome, gun-toting and wonderfully professional and intense characters. please...NO PINK.
still, whatever i say, these old cartoons of the 80s are much more intelligent than the cartoons of today...Johnny Bravo? the Power puff girls? my goodness, most of them rely on inane visual gags and cuteness factors to market themselves. the associated merchandise, like dolls, is nothing like the sophistication of the transformer toys for example. playing with those were a bit like playing with a puzzle. for all the the 80s were painful to remember and embarrassing in many ways (cold war, big shoulder pads and even bigger hair..) 
there was a lot more intelligence behind things then than now. the stupidity of the 90s has manifested itself in a certain prominent personality....(who for reasons of keeping debates down to the minimum, shall remain anonymous)
i enjoy reading, but i only do so for the sheer joy of escapism. reading stimulates me, revealing to me whole new ideas in and paradigms of thinking. I've always wondered why i never enjoyed reading non-fiction, or else my textbooks, which after all, are the adult versions of the encyclopaedias that i used to mentally devour as a kid.
books are my version of the tv, the things to do when bored. this is not to say that i read indiscriminately. in line with my excapist goals, i love sci-fi and fantasy. good fiction and literature is welcome too, so long as they are well written. the pleasure of savoring a goo dbook is almost indescribable, the anticipation as your eyes pace the lines of text, the complicit tumbling of locks and cogs in your head as you process the information and the sublime wonder of a new idea being given birth with each step. All this happens as you grasp the book wonderfully in two hands, feeling the gentle rasp of newsprint or the satin rub of coated paper beneath your questing fingers.
there are those advocates of e-books, books published entirely online. i am not such a one. books to me are ideas made tangible, they are soothing to the eyes, not bright lights shooting laser beams at your retinas. i love actual books and actual bookstores. i like browsing and finding interesting titles and editions by pure chance. it is one of the things that makes people human.
one more week till spring break - finally i will be able to escape this weather and go down to new york city! i love the city - there's so much to do and see there, so much to each and savor. the bars, the clubs, the cafes, the shops. i like the diversity and the ever-present metamorphosis the city undergoes.
but i also have a love-hate relationship with the city. at times i can't stand the constant press of the crowd, the blank stares at nothing, the restless cacophony of the voices all around. there is never a moment's quiet in the city.
you can never have a perfect thing, but i suppose there is a balance of both there. still, the thing tipping the scales is the fact that a lot of my friends are all there. life is good when you have people to enjoy it with
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