Highly Derivative.

After marching through the rain to finally arrive in the safe haven of Colonel Sander's World Famous Chicken to takeaway dinner, I presented myself at the counter, soaking wet awaiting the attention of one of the Colonels' deputies. Upon realizing that I was a soaking wet mess, a stack of serviettes was thrust into my hands with nary a word but a very shy smile.

Believe it or not, things like that make my entire day bright.

If not now, then when?

If ever there was a time to be mopey and shit, and required someone to sit around and stare into space and enjoy silence with, it would be now. Unfortunately, though the weather allows for it, it has been some time since there have been people who would allow me to while away their time in silence.

It gets me that ever since I've enlisted I haven't been able to maintain an intimate relationship with at least one person. It's not that I require any physical commitment. Heck, I don't even require a regular commitment. It's just that I think that I'm beginning to lose sight of the person that I once was and preferred to be and there isn't anything out there to help ground me from all the ridiculous nonsense that's going around. Where does one find individuals with a love for food, music and comfortable silence? I need me one of those.

As for what I'll do in the meantime, I'll have to go HOW NOW BROWN COW?

Chinese New Year.

Well, you know what's been good about the Chinese New Year? It's been the dreams. For the last four nights I've had the luxury of sleeping in at whatever time I choose. This has resulted in me, dreaming. Resplendent dreams of a galactic odyssey and a murder mystery like the ones written by Agatha Christie.

Which is fantastic, because it's been such a long time since I have had the opportunity to be excited by any event. Just having something so delightfully weird, wonderful and beautiful at the same time exciting the senses and igniting feelings that have lain dormant is really welcome. Especially when I wake up everyday dreading what manner of idiocy my time will be spent on next.

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Unintended grammatical/structural errors are the bane of my existence.

Red Wine, Success!

This is the soundtrack of my life, now. Now, hopefully this happiness is not based on false hope.

Laughing With A Mouth Full Of Blood

St. Vincent - "Laughing With A Mouth Of Blood"

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She is so beautiful. I'm going to regret not being able to catch her when she comes by this part of the world. She's one of the last few things that I have any love left for and that adoration itself is also a beautiful thing; and it's these little things that keeps me going because, without beauty and love there is no more hope left for this world.