Wow. It appears that this is my third post in a row. What’s happened to everyone else? Damn. Ah well, I like the limelight, now and again. When I was younger, I was stupid enough to consider myself lucky because I never had ‘the talk’ with my mother. My sister was there to teach me [...]
A popular saying that has a true meaning. A lot of the time, people demand the truth from others, since the satisfaction of not being in the lurch is sure to make them feel better than anything that is actually being said. However, once they know the truth, it seems fit that they scurry away [...]
Oh no, wait a second. I wasn’t considering the fact that it doesn’t snow in Hong Kong – ever. It will rain, to the point where it’s actually dangerous to be on the streets, but they won’t freeze it and give me a blizzard. I’m pretty sure I would be prepared to murder for a blizzard, [...]
Now and then I’ll dedicate my posts to one of my passions and philosophies – to be part of the African solution. I don’t replace my text with a video because I don’t have enough time or I can’t be bothered with the work, but because I think it deserves the attention that anything else [...]
Not unlike Kathleen’s mini Aim For Next Week section, I think it’s time I introduced something similar for my posts: What I intended to post about: My top ten foods of all time. But: Exactly how am I supposed to pick just ten? What I’m really going to posting about: The first few foods that [...]
Last night, I had a rather upsetting dream. It was about Fro-Yo. Now before you gape in shock at the above oxymoron, or make any immediate judgments about the cool rather unusual subject of my dream, I ask you to first listen to this scarring subconscious encounter. I was buying fro-yo. I guess this was [...]
Last night had to have been one of the most disturbing nights of my life. Mainly because I was partially confronted with a very dramatic scene. In very teenage fashion, I was up at about one in the morning, typing my arse off to meet a deadline. Anyway, while procrastinating – even at that hour [...]
