Monday, July 20, 2009

A convert

Fight Club was playing as I walked through the door..

and a real gem floated to my ears..


"When people think you're dying, they really, really listen to you,
instead of just waiting for their turn to speak.."

intrigued, I slowed to watch..

"Everywhere I travel, tiny life. Single-serving sugar, single-serving cream, single pat of butter. The microwave Cordon Bleu hobby kit. Shampoo-conditioner combos, sample-packaged mouthwash, tiny bars of soap. The people I meet on each flight? They're single-serving friends."


brilliant..
and then I'm hooked..

while I KNOW I am very slow to have picked this up..
I am definitely going to get the book tomorrow.


Hungry for words..


with meaning

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

O you poor sod

It is a sad sad day in humanity
When the greatest satisfaction one takes
is to savour the moment of intentionally ingoring invites on facebook


And on even worst days..
You feel that you just arent getting it.





I know that feeling
All too well



bing bong bang