Another Dreary and Whorish Afternoon...

What's a bored guy like me to do at home on a rainy Tuesday afternoon? Besides picking on my dog, i rediscovered how fun and cool it is to have your camera phone AND your pc right beside you at times like this.






After so much effort in contorting my face for the camera, sad to say, these are the only rare few pictures that i would allow to be seen by the naked eye.

It's actually quite nice to feel like a camera whore, if only once in a while. =)

Mad World by Gary Jules

I feel soo emo right now.. Totally.

"Wake Up Donnie."

Man, I just can't get enough of the movie Donnie Darko. Watched it at Theresa's place with Darius just 2 hours ago, and I was bowled over by the intricate plot yet again. What an awesomely cool, yet freakish movie. Movie gold like this one are just so hard to find nowadays, I am getting really sick of LOTR wannabes that are flooding the market.

I read recently that a sequel, titled S.Darko, is currently in the works. Although none of the original casts will return, nor the director, the new movie will instead focus on Donnie's younger sister, Samantha Darko.

Well, you all know how it is like with sequels like these... Another gem gets the "butchered" treatment. Sigh.

Way too funny.

I finally caught Harold And Kumar at the cinemas last night, and although it was not as good as part one, it still had plenty of great laughs. If the video below do not at least get a chuckle out from you, then there is something seriously wrong with you.

Freaky animals and their poo.

Great. I brought Dexter down for his walk this morning, and he pulled me into a pile of poo. The crap was all mushy and sour smelling, and it stuck to my slippers like glue. The worse part was when i had to scrub them off in the toliet. Gosh... The smell... I went straight into the shower afterwards, but I'm still feeling pretty revolted right now, and, I do not know if this is mental scarring, but I can still "smell" the piece of poo.

Yesterday, a cat tried to attack us when I was walking Dexter too. The strange wildcat perched itself on a slab of rock and watched us intensely from afar. Luckily I noticed the cat early, because the next thing I knew, it was moving closer and closer to us. Even when I steered Dexter far away from it, it was still watching us from where it was, licking it's lips and purring devilishly at it's runaway game.

Freaky times.

Song of the moment

Hmm... Time DOES heal everything. But still, it does nothing to hide the scars left behind.

Being alone gives me time to think on a larger scale.