I always check for holes in on socks before wearing them for the day. Today, I made sure that the sock had no holes in it. Four hours later, I find myself annoyed by what felt like a rock in my shoe. I went to the washroom, took off the shoe, and saw that there was a hole on my sock. My big toe was showing its beautiful self while nothing but air can be found in the shoe. I put my shoe back on and felt the familiar annoying sensation in my shoe as I walked.
Sorry, socks. I'll have to throw you out. May you decompose well in the garbage dump.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Some things do not work out no matter how hard you try
Me + server at a restaurant = bad
Me + server at a home = decent
Me =/= server
How am I going to live a life now?
Me + server at a home = decent
Me =/= server
How am I going to live a life now?
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Gorillaz
I recently bought Gorillaz' Plastic Beach. The CD art is as interesting as the music. I really like the Gorillaz' style: they have a variety of sounds and their image takes you into another world that can be related to reality.
I've known about the Gorillaz ever since I watched a commercial for their CD "Demon Days" in Hong Kong back in the early 2000's. My late grandmother told me that their music is good when she caught me watching the commercial. I later met a Gorillaz fan in residence at York University. I never really checked out their music until recently though. Why is that? @_@
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