Sunday, November 12, 2006

Well hello world

Aloha.

I've got practically zero inspiration to write. And I'm particularly anal when it comes to publishing entries because I'm a fervent believer that what you write is more or less what you are. Hence if I publish thrash, I'm, well, I'm stating the obvious.

To reach out to the deepest depths of my heart and prick it a little, I find a nebulous entity known as the conscience. And to be true to this entity, I'm gonna say that I'm writing this entry simply because I just read an unnamed-individual's blog and it more or less infuriated me. Simply because it's complete thrash that's coated with mindless, or (excuse me), downright thrashy rhetoric. Perhaps it's not either or; it's like mindless compounded with thrashy. Mutually reinforcing. Thrash remains thrash notwithstanding.

At this point in time, I look back in the dumb ass window that's framing my words, and I feel somewhat restricted. I wished I could have written all of these with a pen . And have them published on what our dearest "Straight" Times labelled as a "...rising phenomenum. Companies are watching too." a.k.a the blogging community. Like wow man. To all companies reading this, kthxbye.

Word has it that Bush is coming to Singapore, and hence the delay with some papers on the 16th and 17th. My guess is that the Asian leaders are getting a little wobbly with the plethora of Free Trade Agreements Lil' Georgie hooked them up on. That is, after the Republican 'got a thumpin' from the Democrats. Har har. And in direct relation to this issue, JW and I were speculating if the bloody CIA would be drawing up quarantine zones around Singapore. And if they did, what could possibly happen to our skulls if we stepped into it.

Alright nuff nuff. A Levels is getting to me. Till then.

posted@11:11 PM

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