i could continue my irregular cascade of online things and regurgitated material for other people to look at but perhaps the course required and the reading suggested is that which i create for myself and to project the inner working of my mind while taking swift steps to ensure my living relevance. such is this endeavor towards a more fulfilled understanding of anything and nothing in particular,

you may remember me from the [critically exclaimed] life socratic, but i believe this to be a different sort of venture; a brief departure from that mode of reflection.

i feel that it is perfectly acceptable and doubly efficient for someone who has already gone solo to go even more solo. this way i know i will always be jovially receptive to my humor and the gratification will be much more comforting if not horribly skewed,

mihir


this movie rips me apart every fucking time.
this movie rips me apart every fucking time.

looks like you've found this top-secret blog

now shh! enjoy listening to my head.

how happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!
the world forgetting, by the world forgot.
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d…


this night made me genuinely happy for the first time in a long time. and no, it wasn’t just because i cleaned everyone out and won a cool thirty bucks.

this night made me genuinely happy for the first time in a long time.

and no, it wasn’t just because i cleaned everyone out and won a cool thirty bucks.


why not just tell people i’m an alien from mars. tell them i eat live chickens and do a voodoo dance at midnight. they’ll believe anything you say, because you’re a reporter. but if i, michael jackson, were to say, ‘i’m an alien from mars and i eat live chickens and do a voodoo dance at midnight,’ people would say, ‘oh, man, that michael jackson is nuts. he’s cracked up. you can’t believe a damn word that comes out of his mouth.’

— michael jackson




on pocket monsters

there was some speculation regarding what sort of pokemon we’d all be and after much hasty deliberation, i decided to cave into the facebook application frenzy by allowing myself to take a quiz that would ultimately reveal which pokemon i was.

hilariously enough, i was dealt with gyarados. i know this may not be universally accepted, but its damn true about me in many ways and i will embrace this new avatar. i looked up some more information on gyarados and found that magikarp evolves into him at level twenty. incidentally, my twentieth birthday is coming up and if we are to be in line with my new life initiatives taking gradual effect as we speak, then i can foresee and stronger future for me laid out in the form of a sea dragon.

hydro-pump?