28.2.07

A Non-Thought 

To be creative, one must be spontaneous. No wonder I'm not too creative lately.

27.2.07

Uncover 

Who would think that psychiatric check-ups can hurt? This last one has left me reaching for the pink pills...
Now I wish I hadn't taken one. I deserve the pain.

The Going of the Second Husband 

When asked about the origin of dragons, a wise man said: sift your ink carefully, for which would you rather drink from, the Fountain of the Winds, or the Fountain of the Waves? Thus we were told, and thus we scrubbed our bushes with iron filings and feathers.

26.2.07

1133 

I think I'll have to do some ink reshuffling one of these days. Just haven't decided which pen will get which ink...

25.2.07

Wee Little Bottle 

A holiday in Bankok? Probably not.

24.2.07

Pink Pill 

I think I'm developing a love-hate relationship with Alprazolam... Even if it wasn't physiologically addictive, it would provide plenty of temptation.

20.2.07

Meh, Again 

Webmail check day. POP Peeper is a life-saver, especially if you have twenty-ish Hotmail accounts...

19.2.07

Really Disturbed 

Remember the guy who has 18k photos uploaded to Flickr? No? Well, anyway, he's closing on 21k now. Including the most amazing procedure of taking a router out of its box!

I obviously don't have anything better to do...

18.2.07

Remains Undefined 

Nothing crystalised. The weekend feels wasted.

16.2.07

On Music 

In the larger picture, the words do not matter. It is the evoked feelings that are important.

15.2.07

The Undefined 

I have a feeling I should go do something this weekend. No idea what. It's just a feeling still.

14.2.07

Security, People! 

I saw my first botnet today! Even though it wasn't much of a net - only one computer in it.

12.2.07

Nine Missed Calls 

So far, so good. I have either missed much, or very little - depending on the viewpoint.

11.2.07

Back to Reality 

It's been fun, and I've had a few good dreams. But now it's over. Time to start depleting the batteries once again.

8.2.07

Common Sense 

You're a good-looking 21-yo lad at a bus station in a foreign country. A 30-something approaches you, saying he's a priest, and offers you accomodations for the night. What do you do?

A Czeck tourist, passing through Zagreb, accepted. He was rudely awoken into reality of this world during that night. As the police spokeswoman said, he woke and noticed that he was being sexually abused.

Don't they teach kids not to take candy from strangers any more?

7.2.07

For Carrot's Sake... 

Rain. Low pressure. Inability to sleep, again. Foul, foul mood. And Radio 101's playing a song (if one can call it that) I was hoping to never hear again.

6.2.07

Annoyed, Severely 

I've managed to correct my sleep pattern to something more 'normal'. Then I got rudely disrupted today. Now I can barely keep my eyes open, but am trying in effort to salvage whatever I can. As a result, I'm in a mood more foul than I've been in quite some time.

5.2.07

Dawn of... 

I think lavender was a mistake...

2.2.07

Comparisons? Not. 

Have I already said this? Beer drunkness is not the same as the wine drunkness.

I could, perhaps, analyse the differences, but I shall not. No point. Both are enjoyable, both are attainable. Let's leave it at that.

1.2.07

The Second Month 

Mosquitoes. In February.