Procrastination Day

16 11 2014

I have a list of things and I knew it too. And yet the Internet consumed me. Yet again. *shakes fist at the Internet*

Not cut out for this world

14 01 2014

It’s a good line for a suicide note, eh?

I don’t feel like I’m in the right era. I may have blogged about this already, but I constantly feel like I’m living in the wrong time period. In this day and age of cellphones, Internet dating, and Grindr, not to mention things like being friend-zoned, love and relationships are so much more complicated that it used to be. Whatever happened to courting and romancing, fighting for someone’s love? Now it’s playing hard to get and the delicate balance of not texting too much but just enough — I don’t know how to navigate such complicated and frankly, absurd things like this. It’s all too much to monitor and to keep in line, at least for me. I don’t know how everyone else does it. I don’t think I’ll ever understand it and how to date in this world.

Mostly, I feel like I’m a chivalrous knight living in the 21st Century in North America where everyone has Facebook. Maybe I should just give up and become a monk.


11 09 2012

I’ve been trying to download e-books on my mom’s tablet for the last… oh, 2 or so hours.  So annoying.  I feel like an old person who doesn’t know how to work anything in this world.  I’ll take real, bound, printed, paper books, thank you.


2 04 2010

Related to my last entry about being alone.


Let’s play a little game
Where every outcomes the same.
Ill be the one
While everyone runs.

And every soul at my touch
Friends and strangers as such
Flee while they can
Leaving with another in hand

Cause they all find each other
As I grasp for a dangling/strangling hope
Reach out with every ounce in my body,
And pray they wont go/say no.
But why complicate things?
I know the road is always done/Knots always come undone.
Footsteps fading into the gray,
As I wait for the next one.

Let’s play the game, let’s play the game, let’s play the game… X2

As new players join the round,
And others leave for good,
I keep using the same play
More than I ever should.

But when the time is up,
And they all head home,
Im on the field with nos at my feet
Just as the rules say, alone.


One is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do,
Yes, it’s the saddest number that you’ll ever know.

Let’s play the game, let’s play the game, let’s play the game… X2
It’s just a game, it’s just a game, it’s just a game… X2


Let’s play a little game
Where every outcomes the same