Archive for March, 2011

Two Reasons

March 29, 2011

1. It’s not every day you chance upon a limousine parked nearby.
2. That Foo Fighters track “White Limo” fuckin’ rocks!

Really, all I’m saying is that my head hurts

March 24, 2011

My bucket hat seemingly surrendered with futility to the icy hands of the artificial cold in the office. It’s as if buckets of freezing water were splashed in to my head, then, together with my brain, iced up because of the low levels of temperature. Now my head, a fucking iceberg that took form, feels like its trembling for god knows what reason and ready to explode the way Sub-Zero‘s nemesis would after getting his ass served with Fatality.

Beating the Deadline

March 23, 2011

Silence breaks into a thousand notes, whose sharp edges split the ears of boredom. And from dearth shall come death. This kind: decibels that dictate doom decimating on to a 5 o’ clock deadline.

For All the Angry Beavers

March 23, 2011

Not all statements delivered strongly, sweeping no less, are bulletproof. In fact, most can actually be bullet-ridden; meaning, they’re filled with crappy holes.