for knowing that boyfriends come and go,but your girlfriends will always be there.
For letting her have the skirt, even though you spotted it first. For having a million toiletries and always needing more. For always relishing a juicy piece of news. For including chocolate in your weight-loss plans. For being nice to her boyfriend, even [...]
Das Keyboard - UberGeeks Only
wow. a keyboard that has totally blank keys. supposed to make you type faster. and different keys have different resistance. hm. crazy idea.
some words i found on my hp, doubtless copied down from somewhere. unable to find the souce though.
“What does the world know of grief but spadesful of sand little troughs dug to hold casks of mahogany.”
“What plays across my face is not me, but rather the extension of myself i use to reach to the [...]
highly intriguing different viewpoint on the NKF-govt link. doesn’t sound entirely true. but food for thought. from the latest blog addition.
http://noconceptofliberty.blogspot.com/2005/07/misplaced-moral-high-ground.html
i had my lunch. i stared at the porridge. the gloopy mess of partially-disintegrated rice grains. and it occured to me of the blasted mess of amylose and amylopectin. i was profoundly irritated at the staple food that was rice that was starch that was carbohydrate. and why can’t i just see it as such, [...]
the hair-cutter asked me if im losing hair. he says the front part seems less dense than the back.
gawd.
-on hindsight, when collecting payment, he asked me whether i’m a secondary sch student. so that part’s not too bad.
a silent detached gaze, staring through the thick sludge that is air, wallowing through the slippery oil that is time, suffering through the endless pain that is life. help. what is wrong with suicide. what rhetoric. i know all the arguments for and against, i think. so what. what does that change. the conflict, the [...]
why do you pick up the piecesthe glittering shardsso carelessly strewn they arelike some cruel sadist blinding mewith the fragmented reality of life.
why do you pick up the pieces?do they not cut? does it not hurt?what will you do with them? nowthe work of our lives are destroyed.so cruelly and carelessly destroyed.
does not the ringing [...]
to wake up in the middle of the nightWaking to the silent darknessconfronting the silence and lonelinesswhich you find yourself inwondering if Life has passed you by.was it a sweet dream or a nightmarewas it a dream of the Past, or a fortelling of the futurewhat even was the dream about?
to wake up [...]
I once saw a girl on a pathon a dreadful winter morn’trudging through the barren wastesleaving footsteps in the snowThe naked branches of the lifeless treesaccompany the lonely trail of printswhose feet do they belong to?I believe she has long past now.
A creaky bridge over icy waterstoo swift to freeze in the coldcreakily laden with [...]
