As emailed

Other than consumed by melancholy of working a Saturday, I was overwhelmed by an extreme feeling of blah-ness. You could call it a kick in the behind by reality.

Today love and friendship seem like 2 words conjured up to make sense of something that doesn’t make actual sense at all. Like Smorgolfinkletinkk.

I smorgolfinkletinkk you.

Of living life as if it was 2004

"You like badboys," the bestie decided.
"No I don't," I replied in my defence.

I hate being (the) cherry popper.
Its always bad the first time.
You get excited, he gets excited and kaput.
All that excitement over nothing.

Coolest quote

via wikipedia: I did this interview where I just mentioned that I read Foucault. Who doesn't in university, right? I was in this strip club giving this guy a lap dance and all he wanted to do was to discuss Foucault with me. Well, I can stand naked and do my little dance, or I can discuss Foucault, but not at the same time; too much information.
—Annabel Chong 1999 Interview with Mark Penny

Of exasperation and exhaustion

In conversation:

Remember you told me about the first time you had butt sex and you made the girl cry. Doing this report seems pretty close to what she was feeling I think.

If you had 2 hours of your life to waste

Worst book ever.

I'd rather have bad sex than read this book.

I'd rather sit through a lecture than read this book.

I would rather watch re runs of days of our lives than read this book again.

And the list goes on.

I know I'm watching too much jap anime

because ....

I don't recognise this is as any white penguin but Elizabeth from Gintama.
via alvinology.wordpress.com

Today's anodyne of choice:

And cigarettes.

*inhales deeply and collapses into emoism*