tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57581242012-02-06T23:25:34.712+08:00Vanilla Ice Cream with Chocolate BitskChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17276537225683633954noreply@blogger.comBlogger7901100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758124.post-44303449373149203252012-01-19T14:13:00.001+08:002012-01-19T14:13:27.923+08:00

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Just in case you didn't know... I think of you in a grey shade with splashes of colour. and i fell in love with thisand this

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Listening to:Thinking of:

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This is one of those times I wish for frivolous proximity instead... It's far less demanding

kChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17276537225683633954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758124.post-77233188148024222212011-03-09T20:47:00.001+08:002011-03-09T20:49:06.497+08:00

And so the shattering shards of glass fell, And glistened this way and that,But she would say I won't find my way through the plaster; I'm an empty hourglass in the sand-the jezebels-

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Birds Fighting

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3 weeks and counting, Yay! But there's just so much to be done in between

kChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17276537225683633954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758124.post-80173803846337328942011-03-07T20:30:00.002+08:002011-03-07T20:42:42.536+08:00

Damn it!I hate being told that I've had life given on a silver platter. There is a reason I never tell anyone where I live on the first encounter, sometimes never. I'm not born a confident person, neither do I find myself a particularly confident person now... I'm just who I am and likewise you. Dear reader, may I present you the few things that irked me mildly this week (no, I didn't do anything

kChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17276537225683633954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758124.post-2453369029343222542011-02-22T19:13:00.001+08:002011-02-22T19:13:55.970+08:00

Love.Food.Misbehavior

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dark swirling chaos and white picket fence... how does that work?

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Credit where due... If someone could help me figure out how this was taken

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Dear Doctor,In a short period of time, you've thought me that there's much to learn and live. hmmm...

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Banksy.. but I do like this lots

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its perfect, all that's missing is my rock

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More often than not, I wished Woz would've been a bigger character... but I suppose he was the brains behind the brains

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And so it begins

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About 5 Salutations and 15 Valedictions later, I stuck to Dear and truly... so terribly generic.

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The Start of Split Screen Sadness

kChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17276537225683633954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758124.post-11634940971810812702011-01-09T20:21:00.003+08:002011-01-10T06:56:09.199+08:00

Usually, I'm not a fan of writing down lists for the world... But today's a good day.It ended with an incredibly yummy dinner and prawns that may just be better than sexSpent the afternoon with Gershwin and really lovely company (*thanks*)Woke up for Church and it was just a generally good sermon*glee*and then there's just something that little bit more after

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"Mutability is the epitaph of worlds. Change alone is changeless. People drop out of the history of a life as of a land, though their work or their influence remains."

kChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17276537225683633954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758124.post-18139626503666031092011-01-04T20:30:00.002+08:002011-01-04T23:51:23.410+08:00

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Listening to:Thinking of:Get in first. Not only will you seem more generous, but you'll save some cash: most of your boozing buddies won't have arrived yet.• If you are the late arrival, offer to buy a round as a matter of urgency. Yes, that means before you have taken your coat off.• Slowcoaches can't opt into a round unless they have drunk more than half of their last one.• Designated drivers

kChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17276537225683633954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758124.post-4268130957379589412011-01-03T22:58:00.006+08:002011-01-12T07:35:21.522+08:00

Its the New Year! Here's hoping that the past is just practice...7 3 2 0.5 days left from today...sigh

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Listening to: My One and Only Thrill, Melody GardotThinking of:"But it don't matter, But it don't matter"Should we keep going?I don't knowDid it ever occur to you that maybe I don't have a plan any more than you do? Maybe us having this conversation mean s we're lost That is kind of scaryIts terrifyingThough, it is rather nice and comfortingyeah...

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i'm nervous... its the good kind but it sends a tingle down my spine...and dang it, you've given me more than enough to think about

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Listening to Jimmy Eat World can be a bit like asking someone to punch you in the heart. Anyone mourning a breakup or having trouble in love would be wise to steer clear of the band’s entire catalogue, which over the span of six albums has perfectly encapsulated the sound of a heart splintering in slow motion, devastating ultracolor bittersweetness awash in gorgeous melody and Rock-driven

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Listening to:Thinking of:Will there ever be a day when one will be introduced with "This Person needs no introduction"?

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Listening to:Thinking of:Now if all long e-mails would be reformatted in Haiku form...

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Listening to: When Your Mind's Made Up, Glen HansardThinking of:

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Raj: The bravest person in the world must be the one who does the bikini wax on She-HulkHoward: You wanna talk brave? How about Captain America undocumented mexican gardenerLeonard: He´s not braver than whoever uses the bathroom after The ThingSheldon: As usual, you are all wrong. The bravest person in the whole Marvel world is the doctor that gives Wolverine his prostate examHoward: How about

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hmmm...

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Uber Cool

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Listening to:Nadia, Shogun feat. Hannah RayThinking of:Does it make sense at all of keeping something in the "To Read" box for such a long time, only because you know its bound to be a good read, ending with "WoW"

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All the pretty things... Say whatever you want...

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The Mad Hatter: Have I gone mad? [Alice checks Hatter's temperature] Alice Kingsley: I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are.Just so you know

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This whole Osama bin Laden thing...reminds me of the road runner and wile e coyote

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Listening to:Thinking of:To go smart or just let stupid be?

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*Sigh*Fuzzy Buddies... hope you're doing wellSave one from harm, adopt one..."I rescued a human today.Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels. I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her. I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn't be afraid.As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back

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"And a woman spoke, saying, "Tell us of Pain."And he said:Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;And you would accept the seasons of

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Listening to:Thinking of:At the cusp of firming up what the next 12 months are going to look like, I ponder back to the 4 years I called the start of my career... I believe the next 4 is where I should start coming to being, knowing which direction I would like to choose and it's time to start pursuing.Unfortunately, with the next 4 years... I might be starting once more with 0 contacts in a

kChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17276537225683633954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758124.post-43223852647250488662010-09-27T08:12:00.002+08:002010-09-27T08:23:32.261+08:00

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the open road is still miles awayHey nothing seriouswe still have our funoh we had it onceWindows open and closethat's just how it goesdon't it feel like sunshine afterallthe world we love forever, gonewe're only just as happyas everyone else seems to think we arei'm in love with the ordinaryi need a simple spaceand rest my headeverything gets clearwell i'm a little ashamed for askingbut just a

kChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17276537225683633954noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758124.post-35874416842447629552010-09-22T08:45:00.002+08:002010-09-22T08:47:15.851+08:00

When Browsing the Bookstore, this made me laugh... "Forget the giant beasties karate-chopped into oblivion by endless incarnations of Ultraman, Kamen Rider, and the Power Rangers. "It's the perfect description of early 90s cartoons... oh, and I think Kamen Ride is Gaban to us folks in this part of the world.

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If indeed the understanding of the heart and the mind of a person, looking not at what he/she has already achieved but at what he/she aspires to... where the heck does that leave me? A field of broken dreams, thinning self confidence and aspirations still unknown... Breathe... search and just don't stop looking...

kChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17276537225683633954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758124.post-50892082000576751912010-09-18T18:01:00.003+08:002010-09-18T18:05:33.551+08:00

Listening to: Nadia, Shogun“Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self, so therefore, trust the physician and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility.” Khalil GibranSometimes being the bigger person is overrated

kChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17276537225683633954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758124.post-29772096946204341482010-09-16T20:42:00.002+08:002010-09-16T20:43:10.161+08:00

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LIke WTF!*click here*There's a market for all these? *rummages through the store room... I'm RICH, I'm RICH*

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and it totals up to 492 quid... without postage

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Listening to:Thinking of:Am I happy: NoDoes what I do make me happy: NoDo I want to do what makes me happy: Yes Do I know what makes me happy: NoGuess there's only one way, well... two... Keep Looking, Don't Settle... Stay foolish, Stay Hungry. It's just got to be somewhere around

kChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17276537225683633954noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758124.post-4522774329352127372010-09-05T15:06:00.001+08:002010-09-05T15:11:10.108+08:00

-xkcd-

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-Succumbed to a Pumpkin Legacy-

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Listening to: Clockwork, MuteMathThinking of: Moments of Bliss An enjoyable long weekend that went too soon... Involved a significant number of blissful moments.*closes eyes and hopes that it'll come again*

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It started with a call from the office and hasty assumptions...It rolled and it pitched...Frantic calculations and correspondence...before it subsidedA run ensued and a sunset beckoned...Dinner and a breath of fresh airI like how its incredibly windy and there's a rocking motion... I like how the waves are a dark shade of blue that contrasts with white foamy tips. I sat on the helideck for an

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Watch Elegy...

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-Maybe Tomorrow, I'll Find My Way Home-I've been down andI'm wondering whyThese little black cloudsKeep walking aroundWith meWith meIt wastes timeAnd I'd rather be highThink I'll walk me outsideAnd buy a rainbow smileBut be freeThey're all freelook around at a beautiful lifeBeen the upperside of downBeen the inside of outBut we breatheWe breatheI wanna breeze and an open mindI wanna swim in the

kChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17276537225683633954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758124.post-46421978288263774782010-08-18T11:43:00.001+08:002010-08-18T11:47:11.169+08:00

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They say parenthood changes things… a family of 2 now include a tiny, wriggly, portable noise and poop machine. Suddenly priorities change as “Precious Cargo” can’t be left alone to fend for its self and when it does it tends to go overboard onto the horrible teens. All energy is sapped up and time that was meant for creative thought vanishes into pleasing this bundle of insatiability.

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http://www.guardian.co.uk/culture/2010/aug/01/art-children-pram-hallwayLeo Marks titled The Life That I Have.http://travel.nytimes.com/2010/08/01/travel/01Biking.html?pagewanted=4

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The plan initially started of as a trip of 10 days, having had to cut short due to another work related travel to at least a sexy sounding location of Austria. So in the short span, I only considered doing Chennai, Delhi and Agra, sadly missing Jaipur. Anyways, India as you probably have figured out is the epitome of organized civil chaos. The first hour upon embarking upon daylight, I was

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Strangely, reading back at what I wrote… I never had the intention of writing anything of this sort, though the events of this morning have done pretty well to alter my emotional compass. Coming into any context and rationale without a single subterfuge would be impossibility in the context of plain human behavior. After all, what else is love but a transient counter intuitive emotion? Different,

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Listening to:Thinking of:http://www.good.is/post/project-create-a-doodle-about-finding-solitude-in-the-city-sneak-preview/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+good%2Flbvp+%28GOOD+Main+RSS+Feed%29&utm_content=Google+Reader

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Listening to:Thinking of:http://mocoloco.com/archives/017160.php?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+mocoloco%2FKGTY+%28MoCo+Loco%29What we are

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Listening to:Thinking of:

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"Who what am I? My answer: I am the sum total of everything that went before me, of all I have been seen done, of everything done-to-me. I am everyone everything whose being-in-the-world affected was affected by mine. I am anything that happens after I've gone which would not have happened if I had not come. Nor am I particularly exceptional in this matter; each "I," every one of the

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Listening to:Thinking of:http://www.photoartgallery.com/competitions/pagesholder/sponsor/olympus/pen-test-drive/winners-gallery/sponsorname/olympus/?compname=pen+test+drive

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-this is a gentle reminder that all your life belongs to us-

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A passing glimpse on an early morning

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-habitat-

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Love the trailer, hated the film

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Listening to:Thinking of:sweet dispositionnever too soonoh reckless abandonlike no one'swatching youa moment, a lovea dream alouda kiss, a cryour rights, our wrongsa moment, a lovea dream alouda moment, a lovea dream aloudchorus:so stay therecause i'll be comin overand while our bloods still youngit's so youngit runsand we won't stop til it's overwon't stop to surrendersongsof desperationI played

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“Somehow it lacks what do you call it… umm… je ne se quoi, why don’t you throw in some bright clothes, blonde hair and a goofy accent for effect”It may appear in all forms or notion of appeal, an intangible quality of attraction. Its quantity may not be known hence je ne se quoi translated (in terrible French) to I know not what. It may be simple; it may be beyond the realm of imagination…

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Kitty Litter Souls and Ashtray HeartsI know not what it hidesConcealed behind white facadesSubtle hints of paws and moved earthHide ye secrets, hide them well…Let not thy stench envelop the roomLet not the world see its uglinessLet not anyone noticeLet not anyone uncoverThe darkness in the cornerOf schemes and plots untoldAn inkling of chaos,A glint of shambles Stay in secrete, covered under

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Running on golden inkEverything is make believeHearing from a world unseenEverything is make believeWaltzing on endless dreamsEverything is make believeRunning out of golden inkThe thought of ever losing all that I promised not to let goRunning out of golden ink...

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Listening to:Thinking of:Today we say goodbye to our housekeeper Hannah. It’s not a simple method of saying goodbye, good luck and all the best. For the best part of 13 months she’s been with us, we’ve gotten to know Hannah quite a bit. When she first came, her comprehension and ours of each other was rather poor. I still don’t think it’s anywhere near good or perfect even to this day but at

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Listening to:Thinking of:"Man, you looked so lost without a schedule... Lighten up"I know it for sure, I know it up here *points to head*It starts off with a loud beep and occasional slaps on the alarm clock snooze button before draging one's self to the bathroom to get decent.Task, put on clothes *check*Take the car, hope traffic isn't annoying *check*Start up the laptop *check*Pot of coffee

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"Harry Kikstra, a climber/expedition leader/ photographer/ filmmaker/ producer/ writer/ public speaker/ cycler and many other things that have to do with sharing the beauty of the outdoors. I have climbed the 7 continental highpoints and have traveled a lot and will not stop soon, though normally I am based in Amsterdam, The Netherlands.See the links to the right to learn more about me or see my

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Listening to:Thinking of:Momentary Melancholic BlissI miss having my camera around. There were some images just waiting to be taken… guess I’ll start having to suck it up and lug the SLR around. Admittedly, I’m looking for a light and versatile lens, am thinking of the 18-55 f/2.8 but alas maybe for Christmas. Will be justifying it witha. Paris for CNY (strangely also Valentines day)b. India in

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For something that tramples over grass and gunk, shoes seem to be incredibly intricate and complicated. From the type of top to the sole.From each buckle and each stitch. Each perforation and texture... from those of 20 ringgit to those worth several thousands. Is it any wonder why people like/ love/ adore/ worship shoes. Though, that said... there has to be some form of limit... is there? And

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Listening to:Thinking of:Whilst being bathed in the warm glow of LCD screensSpeaking with old friends and wanderlust, it was a lovely night. I remember on August 9 1992, on the television, it was a night like no other... when Freddie Mercury sang with Gloria Estafan, I did tell myself at one point in my life I'd like to visit Barcelona.10 years later, lo and behold on Spanish soil, and again and

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now, I'm fond of the NY Times and their coloumnists... just because...When he heard the Nobel Peace Prize shocker on Friday, Bill Clinton went into one of his purple rages. He picked up the phone and dialed the one person on earth who would be as steamed as he was.CLINTON: Hey, man, it’s me. This thing is plumb crazy. Can you believe it?W: No way, Jose!CLINTON: First that prig Carter. Then that

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Listening to:Thinking of:and for some strange reason, my day has been accompanied by Bach, Cello Suite No. 1 Prelude. Somehow a little dramatic in motion yet slow enough to let the detail really seep through.

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Listening to:Thinking of:Post SeptemberThe ninth month of the Gregorian Calendar has been a difficult time. Not difficult in suffering, not difficult in illness... just difficult in a way that has no shape or form. Not an unhappy time, just plain difficult.Never mind the manic rush of work which led to 16 hour days at times, never mind the weather playing games and the stress in the shoulders.At

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Listening to:Thinking of:Because Sometimes, Somethings Speak a Little Louder

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Oh Annie, Please Don't Go

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Silence is golden apparently... well, for a bit.

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Dark road, bright lightsThe lines that mark the road divider slowly getting blurredEventually they mergeNuance lostThe little faith in detail vanishing every secondI did, I did want to walkTo explore the little detailsEvery ripple and every stoneTo look at paw printsTo gaze at diminishing lightI wanted to walk...But you aren't here...and I've stood up to walk the other way.

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Feeling Rather Bland, Rather Blah, Rather Nothingwell... actually, like a cumbersome, clumsy, out of place Sasquatch that doesn't want to do anything because.

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There's the occasion where rocky beaches beat sandy onesWhen the cold is biting and you know you're alive.It culminates when you step indoors and wipe clean a bowl of hot soup.

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OH SAVE ME!!Credit where due to Scott Adams, and to nils for the direction

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