Friday, January 25, 2008

dizzy

To puke or not to puke.

The magical question of the night. As I type this, I'm on the verge of either burping a mix of quesadillas and cheesecake or actually seeing how it looks mixed together with the other contents of my stomach as I run to the washroom and pray I get there on time. Our free passes to the theater, courtesy of a broken projector at the I Am Legend movie, led to the last show of the night of Cloverfield. It certainly brought back Blair Witch and Godzilla memories. Whether that's good or bad, I haven't decided yet. I'll probably have to let this dizzy spell settle first.

I'm just happy I didn't have a big dinner. Otherwise, the little food my mouth allowede me to cram in to my appetite-less body because of night shift will be gone to waste.

I liked the music/instrumental that played at the end of the movie though. Haunting.

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Winter is "back" with a vengeance. What Canadian winter will be complete without the temperature reaching to "feels like" -20 degrees celcius? Even -5 seems like a blessing nowadays.

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Work keeps offering me overtime. It's tempting for the sake of money but my body says otherwise. After three straight days of working, I feel like questioning my sanity and possibly drinking a bunch of energy boosters to make me feel alive again. Robot in the making if you ask me. Where's my fuel?? Errr.

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The only line on my head at the moment is a line from a song: dizzy, I'm so dizzy my head is spinning

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

where are you?

I miss you.
Everyday I wait for that time of the day when you would show yourself.
At work, I look out the window, hoping and praying.
But nothing.

It's not just me either.
A lot of people are missing you too.
Sigh.

Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun, please shine down on me.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

this and that

There are things better left unsaid and there are things that should be left alone. In other words, no need for further investigation. Unfortunately, I can be a curious cat.

Although one can easily argue about the importance of not being left in the dark or being naive, I can honestly say that sometimes I wish I didn't know.