So here I am, sitting down in the master's bedroom, and I'm watching the Art of War on the Hollywood Channel, waiting to watch Iron Chef this 8 pm. Ah, the mobility provided by a Windows-95 laptop. Anyway, I've noticed a few things from the sentence I typed earlier. For one, that girl in the... Continue Reading →
Memory Triggers
About a week ago I claimed that I was mellowing down from the issue that's been plaguing this blog for near a month now. I need to recant that statement, because it's too definite, and honestly, it's too early for me to say. I'm sorry. It's just that everything I did for 6 months or... Continue Reading →
Wake Up and Smell the Gunpowder
Funny thing last night. as the clock approached 12 am, It was getting really loud outside... And we didn't bother to stand up and look at all the fireworks. Frankly, if you see one mother rocket explode, you've seen them all. Instead, we just sat down and kept quiet, lethargic and tired, watching news on... Continue Reading →
Hell of a Year
What better way to spend the last afternoon of 2004 than to type a blog? Well, Goldschlager and a pack of Reds comes into mind. But I don't have them right now. This'll do for now. My expectations to get me happy for the moment are in the lowest, considering that I'm broke and jobless.... Continue Reading →
Santa! Get back here!
Add a new item to my Christmas (or just plain old Wish) list: The Complete Top Cat Season on DVD. Yeah. See, Top Cat, Choo Choo, Benny the Ball, Fancy Fancy, Brain, and that other cat still have as much appeal to me now as they have had when I watched them every 4:30 in... Continue Reading →
Depression
The final post of the Stressed Out and Breathing Slow SeriesI'm out of rhymes and i'm losing my momentum. It is ironic that the calm after the storm is never easier than the lightning and wind. Only after the storm has passed can you really see the damage done. It's happening again. This person so... Continue Reading →
Passionfruit
My song for the moment would be by the Red Hot Chili Peppers - Rollercoaster of Love. Classic. I stayed home all day in an informal movie trip. Kicked it off by watching King Arthur again. Really, Antonio Fuqua didn't exactly give that kick that the legendary tales of the Knights of the Round Table... Continue Reading →
Thera-typin’
If you haven't noticed yet, I've decorated the place with some extra pictures! pictures! Oooh! Well now, what is there to talk about? As of right now I'm pretty blank, but I'm betting that as I type this crap I can come up with something that will go as long as 2 paragraphs. Any keystroke... Continue Reading →
Blast To The Past!
Jackie Chan... ...Jackie Chan't.
Remedial Scroogin’?
Merry Christmas, everyone. My runny nose is gone, thank God. Now I can think straight and remember what I was supposed to rant about for the past few days. Fortunately, I forgot most of them. This thought stood out though: Julia Fordham is white? Damn. All this time I thought that her songs more aired... Continue Reading →
JB's Personal Brain Defragmenter 