Seven kilometers under one and a half hours... Suddenly, the strange thought of knowing that East Coast Park is in "walking distance" of our house hits me like a wooden cain to the rear. That's my latest feat by feet if you call that a feat even though not so fitting...

10:30pm of April 5 to 00:00 of April 6
(just for memory)

Today was somewhat happy and sad... I get to see things more clearly, and yet the thought of having to wear those stuff really gets on my nerves. Thankfully, I don't have to wear those mosquito legs all the time and let those nosepieces slide down my nose every now and then. Its like everything's boxed up and you can only see what's in that box. But then again, it's better then seeing everything blur all the time. Now only sometimes.

The Guardian is a cool show...

I just finished reading a fraction of my friends' page and gosh.... some people just write their innermans and womens like water. I would feel rather exposed if I did that.

I'm finally back after a long, long break... so long until I forgot my password and had to go through the long process of getting a new one.

Me and TEXi have birth defects.
TEXi was a miscarriage and I was still-borned.

As I lay in bed last night, I faintly heard TEXi, or Mr. Computer Junky, quote this verse to me from an online Bible:

“Love not sleep, lest thou come to poverty; open thine eyes, and thou shalt be satisfied with bread.” Proverbs 20:13

I got up and proudly quoted back, “Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.”

TEXi calmly replied: “Early to rise, early to bed, makes a man healthy, but socially dead.”

That ended the “ridiculously lame quarrel.”

Super duber lamester.

This blog is only meant for me to read and laugh at when I've got a bad day... but I can prevent that by eating a live frog the first thing in the morning and nothing worse will happen to me for the rest of the day.

Happiness is like peeing in your pants. Everyone can see it, but only you can feel the warmth.