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Saturday, February 26, 2005

crash and burn! wait a minute... HES ALIVE

i quote as such -
"knees weak, arms are heavy,
theres varmin' on his sweater already,
blablablabla"
-eminem, 8mile.

while not a particularly twisted-white-boy-turned-rapper favourite, it does allow one to apply personal experience et cetera et cetera (so literature is useful after all! thats one subject out of 20,000 that is applicable to real life).

how about this-
*tuneless screaming*AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

this is not necessarily a piece of music, but it gets the point across just as well. unless of course, you tiddle about on a piano and you scream to it.

"I'M GOING UNDEEEEEEEEER"

yes. i hate Evanescence.

anyway, to explain my newfound interest in disgusting music (i love singing songs i hate - ask anyone whos sat in my car when the radio's on and a number by kylie minogue/evanescence/f.i.r./any chinese song/busted/so on and so forth/the list never ends, comes on), i've realised. MY LIFE HAS TAKEN AN UPTURN.

while you may/may not be particularly pleased by my wallowing in self-pity (if not delighted, and/or finding it humorous), that feeling has been replaced by a feeling of triumph, short-lived as it is. maybe its just because saints managed to play well enough to get a 1-1 draw with arsenal. YEAAAAH. this feeling has been muted somewhat by my ever decreasing odds of playing in this year's b div rugby season. (last noted at 0.000000001:1) due to a disgustingly painful/obscenely-long-termed back injury. thanks for your concern, but no, i still can feel my toes.

a brief foray into dover food and beverage market today with my ever-vocabularily-extensive, perpetually-hip-gyrating, pick-of-the-lot senior teamates was quite a successful one. due to the fact all of them were nice people/couldn't really be bothered whether i came along or not. teamship you know. all-for-one-if-only-for-that-one-brief-instant-at-all. um. if-that-made-sense-at-all.

another brief reminder
to those readers out there (I LOVE YOU TWO) that i'm still alive and kicking, and
to prolong the painful living existence of a rapidly degenerating butlerman, and
TO THE BATMOBILE

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