My nose-block thingamajig condition is quite awful - my sinuses swells up so much that I can't breathe at all through one of my nasal pathways at any given time - which particular nasal pathway it is depends on time really, they're so capricious that they have to take turns.
So you get this temporary relief when they decided to change places as you feel something draining away, but that relief is short-lived when the other nose gets stuffed up and things go back to normal again - stuffy, uncomfortable normal.
Yes, lovely to be me. I have no social skills whatsoever, am awkward as hell, read loads but about 30% penetrates my thick skull, and now my body conspires to smother me.
The last bit is like my body taking self-hatred to a whole new level.
God knows, if I found myself in an extremely weird circumstance where my mouth is obstructed somehow and I can't breathe from it; and the clear nasal pathway happens to also be obstructed somehow, I'll suffocate to death, fully aware of the absolute moronity of the situation.
Monday 25 July 2011
Church.
Does it say something when in church, the overly optimistic gospels does not, and cannot resonate, but Rufus Wainwright's version of Hallalujah came into my mind, and I had to sing it, muffled aloud, between tears? Not the tears of joy rubbish, mind you. Frankly, I don't know what those tears were for, but certainly not joy.
I don't think it's a bad thing gospel music cannot move me. Overly optimistic, overly sweet gospels offer a one-dimensional view of religion, 'faith', and life. It isn't that simple, not for me, and quite honestly, I hate them.
'Love is not a victory march, it's a cold and it's a broken hallalujah.'
I don't think it's a bad thing gospel music cannot move me. Overly optimistic, overly sweet gospels offer a one-dimensional view of religion, 'faith', and life. It isn't that simple, not for me, and quite honestly, I hate them.
'Love is not a victory march, it's a cold and it's a broken hallalujah.'
Wednesday 13 July 2011
Sneezity sneezity sneeze.
Holidays: me actually prancing to the living room saying 'prance prance prance prance' in a sing-song tone, and then stopping at the living room, looking at my brother, and saying "I pranced" in a slightly creepy tone.
Holidays: me being reduced to talking with my brother's plush giraffe.
Holidays: feeling useless and unproductive.0
Can't we ever stop loathing and start loving ourselves?
Seems, for now, to be an unattainable goal.
Douglas Adams, you should get to writing about this.
Holidays: me being reduced to talking with my brother's plush giraffe.
Holidays: feeling useless and unproductive.0
Can't we ever stop loathing and start loving ourselves?
Seems, for now, to be an unattainable goal.
Douglas Adams, you should get to writing about this.
Monday 11 July 2011
Sherlock.
There's another show I think you should watch (it seems like I have an awful lot of opinions when it comes to Shows I Think More People Should Watch). It's called Sherlock, and it's a 21st century reboot of the classical Sherlock Holmes stories (which are quite brilliant too).
It's watching an extraordinarily smart man being very quick and smart on the telly. It also has the advantage of being a very smart detective drama - none of those Hong Kong drama rubbish, even I know who the killer is the first episode. And none of those Midsummer Murders stuff laden with cliches that manages to both bore and irritate me (or maybe it's bore, thus irritate me). This show has lovely, well-crafted crimes.
Sherlock Holmes' thinking process fascinates me.
It's also very aesthetically pleasing - they either have a very good budget or a very good designer (what do you call those people? Definitely not designers, but it'll have to do).
So it's a show with good cases, Sherlock Holmes fascinates me, and it's quite pleasing on the eye. Good reasons to love a show.
Update: a myriad of sources to watch Sherlock.
Alternatively, if you have AXN Beyond, watch out for it, because a while back, little snippets of cute animations that appear on the left hand side of your tv screen while you're watching normal AXN, taunted me with the fact that Sherlock is airing on their special channel.
It's watching an extraordinarily smart man being very quick and smart on the telly. It also has the advantage of being a very smart detective drama - none of those Hong Kong drama rubbish, even I know who the killer is the first episode. And none of those Midsummer Murders stuff laden with cliches that manages to both bore and irritate me (or maybe it's bore, thus irritate me). This show has lovely, well-crafted crimes.
Sherlock Holmes' thinking process fascinates me.
It's also very aesthetically pleasing - they either have a very good budget or a very good designer (what do you call those people? Definitely not designers, but it'll have to do).
So it's a show with good cases, Sherlock Holmes fascinates me, and it's quite pleasing on the eye. Good reasons to love a show.
Update: a myriad of sources to watch Sherlock.
Alternatively, if you have AXN Beyond, watch out for it, because a while back, little snippets of cute animations that appear on the left hand side of your tv screen while you're watching normal AXN, taunted me with the fact that Sherlock is airing on their special channel.
To-Buy list, #1.
I should probably write a To-Buy list, but I'm never comfortable with writing a physical one (I don't like unproductive, arbitrary rules; or timetables either. Or writing a real journal. It's one of those things).
I should really remember to buy:
- one of those short nylon stocking thingies, to wear with the Oxford Shoes.
(huh, I realised I made my Oxford Shoes a special sort of noun. You know, instead of my oxford shoes, it's now the Oxford Shoes, capitals and all. But it really is something.)
I most definitely have more things I really should be buying, but I forgot what they are. See why I need a to-buy list?
[This is after a period of a few hours] I remember what I wanted to remind myself to remember to buy/check out: Alain de Botton/Wodehouse's books in Kinokuniya.
Lovely.
[This is after a period of few days] Get a set of coloured pens too.
I should really remember to buy:
- one of those short nylon stocking thingies, to wear with the Oxford Shoes.
(huh, I realised I made my Oxford Shoes a special sort of noun. You know, instead of my oxford shoes, it's now the Oxford Shoes, capitals and all. But it really is something.)
I most definitely have more things I really should be buying, but I forgot what they are. See why I need a to-buy list?
[This is after a period of a few hours] I remember what I wanted to remind myself to remember to buy/check out: Alain de Botton/Wodehouse's books in Kinokuniya.
Lovely.
[This is after a period of few days] Get a set of coloured pens too.
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