Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Eyesore

I saw a guy with skinny jeans. Red skinny jeans. Red skinny jeans that fall above his ankles.

A double wham.

Grinning Goat at 2/26/2008 10:17:00 PM pontificated

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{buzzz out}

Sunday, February 24, 2008

The Joker

Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play the music in the sun

I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I give my lovin' on the run

The remnants of my hall days. For some reason I must have listened to this song a lot back then.

Grinning Goat at 2/24/2008 11:47:00 PM pontificated

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Saturday, February 23, 2008

Right

Pein: when you win the nobel prize for science dont forget to mention me in there
R: sure, for your contribution to brain enhancement attributed to stress relief

Grinning Goat at 2/23/2008 10:35:00 PM pontificated

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Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Anything you can do I can do better

Or rather, according to Regina, "anything Ross can do i can do better" hauahahaha.



Grinning Goat at 2/19/2008 10:28:00 PM pontificated

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{buzzz out}

The Gift

Seven of nine alarm clock: Get out of bed. Resistance is futile. Get out of bed. Resistance is futile...
Dilbert: (attempts to turn her off)
Seven of nine alarm clock: Don't touch me
Dilbert: Then how do I turn you off?
Seven of nine alarm clock: Believe me, I'm plenty turned off right now

Grinning Goat at 2/19/2008 12:20:00 AM pontificated

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Friday, February 15, 2008

Screwtape Letters

In his letters to Wormwood, Screwtape wrote, "Humans who have not the gift of continence can be deterred from seeking marriage as a solution because they do not find themselves 'in love'; and thanks to us, the idea of marrying with any other motive seems to them low and cynical. Yes, they think that"

"They regard the intention of loyalty to a partnership for mutual help, for the preservation of chastity, and for the transmission of life, as something lower than as a storm of emotion"

If I understand this correctly (bearing in mind that I may well not and that tomorrow when I look at that sentence again, a different idea may just materialise in my head - this IS quite a tough read as I have been rightly warned), he was implying that it is ludicrous to think that the notion of being in love is more important than marriage.

That all a marriage stands for is the binding of two people in love, as though your mere emotion dictates the entire concept of marriage; as though you can rightly dissolve the institution of marriage once you cease to be 'in love' (on a personal note, isn't it a wonder then that the divorce rate is high around here?)

I think this is counter-intuitive mostly because our mentality has been steered towards the idea that we should only marry someone we love (and I'm not saying we shouldn't, I suppose it makes perfect sense to)but love is an emotion.

Emotions come and go but a marriage shouldn't. I think that was the idea.

I got a little confused reading this actually and it's hard for me to admit that I have to seek help in the matter of interpretation.

Grinning Goat at 2/15/2008 12:55:00 AM pontificated

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Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Absolutely TASTELESS

Class 95 has this idiot of a DJ who finds it amusing (and actually thinks the audience finds it amusing too)to have callers imitate kissing sounds, smacking lips and all.

Slurping sounds.

Jesus.

It was utterly tasteless. And the fact that some callers take it a little too seriously, thinking this is some kind of a kissing marathon,extending the kiss to a little more than a minute doesn't help matter either.

And some even think that this competition is about VOLUME. The morons.

She said, and let me quote, "We've had 7 contestants now; I will try to pick up as many calls as I can but I can't take that many calls"

THANK GOD she can't.

I am forced to switch off the radio temporarily until this ogre of a show ends or this idiot of a DJ gets the sack, whichever happens first.

Grinning Goat at 2/13/2008 11:35:00 PM pontificated

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{buzzz out}

Sunday, February 10, 2008

When in Rome, do as the Romans do

At the risk of sounding like a geek, I'm declaring myself a Star Trek fan.

I watched it as a kid. Back when Jean Luc Picard was the captain (ever since he has left to join the X-men). Back when the android Data was still around. And the Klingon. But I have to say the Star Trek Enterprise crew have better uniforms. None of those tight fitting red cat suits, except for T'Pol's (as it should be because she can carry the look).

And as luck has it, I watched the series backwards. So I got to see the better side of T'Pol, 3 seasons after Tucker told a crewman who attempted to make small talks with T'Pol that she'll "have better luck trying to befriend a housefly". It's a whole lot harder to like someone after you hate them than to hate someone after you like them; so it's a good thing I watched it in reverse.

I have to say that besides being one of the most successful Science-fiction franchises in the world, Star Trek is also one of the most BRILLIANT.

It has everything you'll ever want from a tv series. Action, adventure, humor, thriller, horror, fantasy, romance.

And if I were to live on tv, I'd want to be a Vulcan. Don't be pink skins, they're boring.

Grinning Goat at 2/10/2008 07:13:00 PM pontificated

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Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Down with the bridge

They tore down the bridge that connects NUH with NUS today. I am appalled with the speed with which they deconstruct the place.

You'd think they'd be inefficient enough that the bridge will last until at least I graduate. That's but a mere two months away.

It used to be that whenever I thought I was going to be late for class, I made it just in time, well now when I think I'm going to be late, I AM going to be late. That's a horrible horrible concept.

When the bridge over troubled water is left without a bridge, all that's left is the troubled water. I WANT THAT BRIDGE BACK.

Grinning Goat at 2/05/2008 07:38:00 PM pontificated

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The stench of death. Except that they're alive

They should be banned from boarding a bus. Their stench is enough to suffocate an entire nation. Even my magazine smells better. And that's saying a lot. This idiot stared at me as I breathed through my magazine and I glared back at him. The idiot didn't know what he was inhaling, clearly. It was potent stuff. The stuff poison chamber is made up of.

There was just such unhealthy yellow clouds over them. An unmistakable sour stench backdated to the unhygienic prehistoric, pre-soap, pre-deodorants era.
And they talked about Alkali and Ammonium Sulphate and such. They should stop talking about salts, they should use them: BATHE.

And I'm sure if you look hard enough you'll find out that in some way, they contribute to global warming.

I hate strong perfumes in close proximity. Out of the many things in life that makes me dizzy, it's one of them. But even then I'd welcome that. After all, dizziness is a better state of health than asphyxiation.

Forget enforcing obsolete ridiculous rules in the ranks of "no pony tail" and "no sport shoes", try compulsory after school mass bathing. I'm sure the public can appreciate that a lot.

Oh I forgot. The public may well consist of odour-insensitive idiots who stared at people who breathe through their magazine. The public thrives in bad smell.

Maybe I should just buy a gas mask. They have that on the plane, don't they? It's about time they provide that on bus rides.

Grinning Goat at 2/05/2008 07:11:00 PM pontificated

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Saturday, February 02, 2008

Niemoller's poem

They came first for the Communists,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist.

Then they came for the Jews,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew.

Then they came for the trade unionists,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist.

Then they came for the Catholics,
and I didn't speak up because I was a Protestant.

Then they came for me,
and by that time no one was left to speak up.

Grinning Goat at 2/02/2008 07:53:00 PM pontificated

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{buzzz out}

Friday, February 01, 2008

First of the gang to die

What a cute CUTE song.



You have never been in love,
Until you've seen the stars,
reflect in the resevoirs

And you have never been in love,
Until you've seen the dawn rise,
behind the home for the blind

We are the pretty petty thieves,
And you're standing on our street..

...where Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die. Oh my.
Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die. Oh my.

You have never been in love,
Until you've seen the sunlight thrown
over smashed human bones

We are the pretty petty thieves,
And you're standing on our street..

...where Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die. Such a silly boy.
Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and a bullet in his gullet
and the first lost lad to go under the sod.


And he stole from the rich and the poor
and the not-very-rich and the very poor
and he stole all hearts away
he stole all hearts away
he stole all hearts away
he stole all hearts away

Grinning Goat at 2/01/2008 01:57:00 AM pontificated

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{buzzz out}