Stephen Strasburg from the Washington Nationals… Ah. Let me just take a deep breath and contemplate all the talent this young man has. Nice. Very nice. Hehe. I love baseball. And hockey. But the hockey season is almost over. I didn’t go to any games this season because in my past life, going to a…
I started a new book yesterday, after spending quite a lovely evening with my pals, and frankly, it was a blast. The evening didn’t end on a bitter note when I downloaded on my Kindle this great novel – Blood Zero Sky by J. Gabriel Gates. I found this book completely by accident, as the…
No snow on the ground. I was ready to wear my purple rainboots until summer came! I barely made it on the subway, and we all know what happens when the doors close on you and squish you like a grilled cheese sandwich. Not the best feeling ever. The ride was smooth though. I’m almost…
John Dies at the End by David Wong My rating: 1 of 5 stars What did I think of John Dies At The End? First, I expected John to die. Spoiler alert, he doesn’t. Not surprising because he’s by far the funniest character in the book. So why am I giving this piece of work…
Today was busy. But it was great. I don’t remember the last time I kept so busy and felt so productive. Well not since the past few months at least. My old Sundays always consisted of sitting by myself in the living room, my blinds closed, with my bottle of Black Label. I used to…
It’s all in the making of a thought. I don’t give it much power, but as the thought grows, it builds a personality of its own like a monster hiding under my bed. Soon enough, the thought is bigger than me, and controls everything I do. I don’t own the ability to stop the process.…
Today I’m grateful to be sane. To be healthy. To have a roof over my head. A cute kitty cat. Food. A job. God. Friends. My poodle. A purpose. Every second I’m awake, I appreciate even the dullest things. It’s part of the journey. A snowflake landing on the tip of my nose, a phonecall,…
Show me your snowflake and I’ll tell you who you are. I walk to the subway today to find out the train is not running well, so I end up walking down twenty blocks to catch the express train which is crowded, of course, since subways are not running well. I was supposed not to…
I’ve come to this. The spider in my brain is pushing me to the edge, and I need a way out. I can’t drink. I can’t use. I’m angry. Tired. All the frustration I kept bottled up for months is oozing back like pus to the surface, and I find it disgusting. If there was…
I like this song by William Fitzsimmons. I listen to it all the time when I’m at work. So soothing. I always switch between crazy-hardcore-metal-grunge-techno-music-that-makes-you-deaf-if-you-stand-too-close-to-the-speaker and ultra-soothing-put-me-to-sleep-lullabies because I enjoy my extremes, what else can I say? There’s never a middle ground with me. Like my friend asked me to go for a walk, and…
The Manicheans 