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Cigarettes: less than a pack tho' Alcohol Units: 2 vodka cruisers after an operation!
Phentermines: Currently on sabbatical from anorectics Random thoughts... Felt like migraine is showing me who's boss this time. I guess too much phentermine intake clouds off the effects of ibuprofen and mefenamics in my system. Now, let's see if I could see if there's liquid novocaine in my medicine cabinet. The title of this entry is "Dysmeorrhea Litanies Part Deux" but I can never have dysmenorrhea... ever. But, I know how it feels mentally. Now, I'm in the mood for some vanilla ice cream. When you are single, is it really a requisite to have a love life? I find it progressively exhausting already to discuss more about it with people. I finally decided to talk about sex with my mum. I have very little patience with "singers" who can't really sing. Sorry, Britney fans, but I am not buying her new CD... even if she has Madonna up her sleeve. Politics is a real pain in the ass -- and that's only watching it on TV! Don't get me wrong, I find it entertaining sometimes. It's like watching a soap -- only the villains are in multitude. I still can't find a Jocelyn Brown CD! I'm obsessed with her!!! Kazaa nor IMesh can't even quench my thirst for powerful singers! Credit cards? Shopping bliss until you get the billing statement. Defined either as a sleek decoration or a delicious temptation inside the wallet. Pop-ups on the Net: while they f***ing annoy me, I reckon this is not unlike all the commercials you see on TV -- and I enjoy watching commercials! I guess the Internet made me a very impatient person. ("Congratulations! You are the 50,000th person who visited this site! Click here to claim your prize!" I hope there's a program I can use to send a "Fuck Off" note to these people. AND YES, I have a friggin' pop-up killer in my PC.)
Blogs like these sometimes serve as my catharsis for my mental dysmenorrhea. Two weeks later -- when I'm all sobered up, I realize I'm bitching too much. And while I may not be diagnosed with OCB, I know I have occasional ADHD. Sarcasm (and being a walking reality check) notwithstanding, I am a happy person. This is my own twisted way of expressing my happiness. I Think I better go find me a nice anaesthetic or something equally potent.
This blog entry is brought to you by... my favorite author of all time... Banana Yoshimoto, Gen-X surrealist extraordinaire. Read her books (of course, there are english versions of her books). On my stash are Lizard, NP, Amrita, Goodbye Tsugumi, Asleep and Kitchen. He he!
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