Saturday, June 26, 2004

parting note.

today, i shall leave my old life and embark on a new one.

yes, i am moving into a new neighbourhood too.

it's quite unlikely that i will have access to the internet from home for the next week or so.

thus, before i walk out of this place... i just want to tell you that-

the doors may all be closed and the house emptied, but i love you still.

when that will fade completely is open to question.

take good care, best of luck for the block tests and be brave. :)

on love.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.


[wordophile : The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran]

when i grow up, i'll call you mine.

Now he's gone, I don't know why
And till this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down

[audiophile : bang bang (my baby shot me down)/ nancy sinatra]

as of tomorrow, the internet should no more be in easy reach. which is good, since the week of block test II is approaching and i seriously lack self-discipline.

today, i threw out the old and catalogued everything. stuffed a "sentimental items" box full of letters, cards, random notes, concert programme booklets and even council stuff like teachers' day 2003 planning notes and meeting minutes. my eyes were all teary by the time i was done with reading through everything. i also packed a "things i don't want to see for the moment" box. :)

i haven't been sleeping well. my dreams have been dark of late. woke up at the unearthly hour of 3am yesterday and wandered around my house, getting progressively more irritated by the minute. i don't think moving to unfamiliar surroundings will vaguely help.

: o blow! `kis :x and I hate you so :x says:
can read the back of this week's 8 days for inspiration
: o blow! `kis :x and I hate you so :x says:
BREADTALK LEONG
[xXx] ' beanporky ' says:
noooo
[xXx] ' beanporky ' says:
then you'll hafta give the chinese name Loh Ti
[xXx] ' beanporky ' says:
can you bear naming your kid Loh Ti?

talk about baby names!

Friday, June 25, 2004

never look back on all the damage we have done now to each other.

I never believe that things
That happen for a reason
And they never go as planned
I wanted to thank you for a vision
That was lost that you returned

But you’re past where you understand
...
Where we’re been has left us burnt
Still I wont turn now from a fight
You know I’ll never win

Cos when I see you
You know all the things I’ve done

And I am blinded
Like I’m staring down the sun

[audiophile : blinded/ third eye blind]

look what i found.

amidst packing and sneezing from all the dust, i found this...


ku's sec.3 NAPFA cert! Posted by Hello

:) i wonder what else will appear.

duckie love.


oops. :) Posted by Hello

Thursday, June 24, 2004

there's really nothing left here to stop me.

I haven't really ever found a place that I call home
I never stick around quite long enough to make it
I apologize that once again I'm not in love
But it's not as if I mind that
Your heart ain't exactly breaking

It's just a thought, only a thought

But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine

[audiophile : life for rent/ dido]

another whirlwind day. hauns and i had a terrible dinner at edo sushi thomson plaza. we came out feeling very cheated and dissatisfied, which isn't much i can say for a approximately twenty-per-head dinner.

and can i confess i'm jealous of marcus's lexus? i know it's silly to lust over material possessions but my goodness, give me my own lexus at nineteen already!

big packing day tomorrow... not looking forward to moving at all.

gone, but not for long.

i am moving! to my auntie's flat for about 4 months while my house gets renovated and done up nicely. something before i leave...


my bed with nice shrek cushions! 


my bedside table, close-up. what a mess. by the way, that's a 1.5litre wine bottle i use to hang my earrings. :) 


together now. i love the everest map above my bed. and that's my campaign poster! 


some of my most prized posessions on one of my shelves. 


my treasured workspace. i love burberry's ads. 


yours truly in the mirror. i am in bad need of hairstyling. Posted by Hello

Wednesday, June 23, 2004

if i could tell the world just one thing it would be...

we're all okay.
[hands/ jewel]

everyone, and i repeat everyone should use mozilla firefox. it has a neat and user-friendly interface, allows multiple tabs in a single window, automatically eliminates your popups and comes with a useful google bar. but on the flip side, it does make certain layouts that look okay in internet explorer look really bad. microsoft is evil, i tell you.

okay this is going to sound totally bimbo but... i lost 4 kg in 3 weeks! now how's that for an amazing feat? i'm not even sure how it happened, but i think it has something to do with my depression, meal-skipping and late nights. i was so pleased when i found out just now that i pigged out on ice-cream! snort.

gosh, i want to spend my four kinokuniya discount coupons nownownow. but mugging comes first as the block tests loom dangerously.

<ΊΧΘΥΣ>< (home alone) says:
i'm not going to do bio till the bitter end.

till the bitter end, indeed. i am not going to do math till i absolutely have to. the vile subject! math maketh me mad.

it's not a catastrophe.

Say you were split, you were split in fragments
And none of the pieces would talk to you
Wouldn't you want to be who you had been
Well baby I want that too

So better take the keys and drive forever
Staying won't put these futures back together
All the perfect drugs and superheros
Wouldn't be enough to bring me up to zero

Baby, I bet you've been more than patient
Saying it's not a catastrophe
But I'm not the girl you once put your faith in

(Just someone who looks like me.)

[audiophile : humpty dumpty/ aimee mann]

love is for fools who fall behind.

tonight, i am the insomniac haunting every corner of my house. my caffeine fixes bring me temporary highs that don't come cheap.

ah, ku and i's most beloved song. it calms my nerves.

She dreams a champagne dream
Strawberry surprise, pink linen and white paper
Lavender and cream
Fields of butterflies, reality escapes her

She says that love is for fools who fall behind
And I'm somewhere in between
I never really know
A killer from a savior
Til I break at the bend

[audiophile : shimmer/ fuel]

i want to dream a champagne dream, it sounds awfully pretty. i wish i could buy dreams from catalogues or suscribe to them like magazines. i wish i could buy a set of memories and choose only the beautiful and wonderful ones to keep. i wish i could buy another life- right now, it would be anyone but this. heck, i should be an extra in vanilla sky already.

i'm here but barely, you know?

daily bread.


for everyday's most quiet need. Posted by Hello

Tuesday, June 22, 2004

what was i thinking when the world didn't end?

She was the one to hold me
The night the sky fell down
And what was I thinking when
The world didn't end
Why didn't I know
I know now


Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl

[audiophile : crazy for this girl/ evan & jaron]

one of those songs popular a few years back that still have the ability to make me melt, every time.

back to sngs yet again, this time with vi. it was good fun. :)

and hauns and mari are at the linkinpark concert now. goodness gracious me, i am very, very green.

Monday, June 21, 2004

if you want it, come and get it, for crying out loud.

Friday night I'm going nowhere
All the lights are changing green to red
Turning over TV stations
Situations running through my head
Well looking back through time
You know it's clear that I've been blind
I've been a fool
To ever open up my heart
To all that jealousy, that bitterness, that ridicule

[audiophile : babylon/ david gray]

shauna you evil pangseh-er! :) laugh. i had a nice afternoon anyway. my dad came with his business friends so i was treated to my second cup of coffee. then ku appeared! my third monday seeing her. very pleased.

i think thomson plaza has become the new hip hangout for sngs people. in the span of one day, i met our principal ms choo, my sec.4 biology teacher ms molly leong, my sec.1 D&T teacher mr heng, shantelle huang and sabrina chan. that makes five people, which is probably more than the number you'd meet from walking around orchard road for the whole day. gee, and i thought i wouldn't be recognised there... haha.

ack. i need to make some money out of euro2004. soon.

with faith like a child.


bean's. manyue- council's first month, june 2003. Posted by Hello

who can tell me if we have heaven?

You talk of the break of morning
As you view the new aurora,
Cloud in crimson, the key of heaven,
One love carved in acajou.

One told me of china roses,
One a thousand nights and one night,
Earth’s last picture, the end of evening:
Hues of indigo and blue.

A new moon leads me to
Woods of dreams and I follow.
A new world waits for me;
My dream, my way.

[audiophile : china roses/ enya]

i love this, it's just so magical and dreamy.

i must remember to blog properly more often instead of posting lyrics all the time. this is getting out of hand. :)

meeting hauns at our regular stakeout soon. ahhhh, pull yourself out of bed already i know there was spain vs portugal in the morning! tsk, my financial situation is becoming grossly unhealthy.

Sunday, June 20, 2004

a single-stemmed white rose.


for beauty and perfection are only as transient as a rose in full bloom.
from pea, dramafeste feb 2004. Posted by Hello

a streetcar named desire.

not just a medium of transport- a fantasy, an obsession, a lifelong romance...

the mini cooper s. absolutely perfekt in chilli red.

the mini also happens to be mr. bean's vehicle of choice. how's that for a nice coincidence? :)

everything, everything i could desire in a car. yum.

may it be... true.

May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true

You walk a lonely road
Oh, how far you are from home

Mornie utúlië (darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantië (darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now

[audiophile : may it be/ enya]

another great pickles strip for father's day. and i really like this one too. enjoy!

ij spirit burning bright.

Saturday, June 19, 2004

at random.

[xXx] ' everyone wants to know her name. ' says:
hauns
[xXx] ' everyone wants to know her name. ' says:
praise me
[xXx] ' everyone wants to know her name. ' says:
i feel very strong
: o blow! `kis :x and I hate you so :x says:
GLORY IS THE BEANNNBUMSS
: o blow! `kis :x and I hate you so :x says:
SHE GAVE HER LIFE TO USSS

oh gawwwd... shauna really cracks me up. :D

and our class blog needs a new layout! the current one's all untidy with dated photos. and it looks pretty bad in my mozilla firefox browser. (i stubbornly refuse to use internet explorer.) gee, someone should do something.

then you stood in my doorway, with nothing to say.

You were always brilliant in the morning
Smoking your cigarettes, talking over coffee
You philosophies on art, Baroque moved you,
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar

You'd teach me of honest things
Things that were daring, things that were clean
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean

So I hid my soiled hands behind my back
Somewhere along the line I must've gone off track with you
Excuse me, think I've mistaken you for somebody else
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself


[audiophile : foolish games/ jewel]

Friday, June 18, 2004

dearest...

Dearest,

I feel certain that I am going mad again: I feel we cant go through mother of those terrible times. And I shant recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and cant concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I dont think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. I cant fight it any longer, I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I cant even write this properly. I cant read. What I want to say is that I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that - everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I cant go on spoiling your life any longer.

I dont think two people could have been happier than we have been.

V.

[wordophile : suicide letter of virginia woolf, written to leonard woolf]

i'd give up forever.

And I’d give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be
And I don’t want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it’s over
I just don’t want to miss you tonight

And I don’t want the world to see me
Cause I don’t think that they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

[audiophile : iris/ goo goo dolls]

let me be empty and weightless and maybe...

So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference escaping one last time
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of the angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here

[audiophile : angel/ sarah mclachlan]

... i'll find some peace tonight.

this is an old favourite, and it's just so sweet and melancholy that it always consumes me.

thank you my farlings. your faith and support are things i could not do without. you make my demons seem very small and insignificant indeed. :)

the party is over.

yes, it's finally over.

don't worry, i won't ask you again.

Thursday, June 17, 2004

Try not to get worried, try not to turn on to problems that upset you. Well don't you know everything's alright, yes, everything's fine.

And i think i should sleep well tonight. Let the world turn without me tonight.

Close your eyes, close your eyes and forget all about us tonight.

[audiophile : everything's alright/ yvonne elliman & ian gillan]

she forgot the reasons...

... she had wanted him before.
[the golden boy/ freddie mercury]

tis comforting how shauna and i share a special understanding. in her words, we are not best friends (a phrase one can trip over very easily), just very good friends who can talk and share our innermost thoughts. our friendship is one that comes without expectations or obligations. which is good, because these are dangerous entities- they can either make you blissfully happy or plunge you into uncertainty, and everything is inevitably messed up. once you need someone excessively, you kind of lose your sense of self when the other party doesn't seem to reciprocate. a relevant quote from kahlil gibran's the prophet - "for even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you." loving someone is perhaps giving yourself up for that crucifixion. strangely, we are willing subjects time and again...

i feel like i'm doing some spring cleaning on my life. i was planning to avoid it forever. but see i have discovered forever only lasts as long as you want it to.

and i actually do have something to say to you. if you still bother at all (though i suspect not), i hope i will be granted an audience.

then again, maybe not.

valentine.

Not a red rose or a satin heart.

I give you an onion.
It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
It promises light
like the careful undressing of love.

Here.
It will blind you with tears
like a lover.
It will make your reflection
a wobbling photo of grief.

I am trying to be truthful.

Not a cute card or a kissogram.

I give you an onion.
Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips,
possessive and faithful
as we are,
for as long as we are.

Take it.
Its platinum loops shrink to a wedding-ring,
if you like.

Lethal.
Its scent will cling to your fingers,
cling to your knife.

[wordophile : carol ann duffy]

and then he sang to her.

Yes he told the truth, yes he told the truth
Accepting every honour with a masterly display
Of well rehearsed reluctance to be singled out this way
He started to believe that he was all they said and more
While she forgot, she forgot the reasons
She had wanted him before
...
And when at last they fell apart, she wished that she could be
The hardened heart of yesterday, as cynical as he
By changing for the better, she had changed things for the worse
The words that made them happy once now echoed - echoed as a curse

[audiophile : the golden boy/ freddie mercury]

Wednesday, June 16, 2004

the poet speaks.

shut.

i breathe out so you can breathe me in-
but the dust cloud you left behind blinds me.
the room is shrouded in darkness
and your words are legible no more.

you pass me dangerously, wisping like tentacles
of poison ivy that graze my fingertips-
these superficial wounds i bear make me whole.
your voice fades like a familiar refrain
sifting through the peepholes of my imaginary doorways,
each repetition gentler and more poignant than the last.

you are dead to me. your lingering just
the haunting of a tortured spirit.

my eyes are switched shut, my lips stitched together-
this existence, this extinction
i reserve solely to be my own.

--

i haven't written anything for a long time. and this sounds suspiciously like something i would write in secondary school. i.e. mediocre. well, i wrote it anyway.

zhui just left for his london/ washington trip. i called him while he was at the airport and our conversation went something like this.

me: hey you take good care k.
zhui: don't cry bean, i'll be back in 18 days.
me: i'm so not crying!
zhui: don't worry, you can still sms me. local rate.
me: but it's quite expensive for you to sms back right?
zhui: then i won't sms you back la. (cue: maniacal laughter.)
me: ha ha. okay see you in 18 days then!
zhui: love you too! bye!

note that i wasn't crying. nor did i say "i love you." ass!

and this is how sweet!

mad says:
gosh u guys are really such a bunch of good friends
mad says:
feel so loved suddenly
mad says:
muacks!

i've realised i'm like petrified of quotes on friendship now. and the cutesy stuff you see at orchard road shops that claim friends forever! basically anything with the stamp friendship on it. and i mean petrified. it makes me feel like throwing up. ku speaks words of wisdom again, we should never make promises we are unsure we can keep. promises can be conveniently forgotten. promises can be nothing more than empty words. promises can even be lies.

i'm going to eat timsum with hauns and madds tomorrow. the world is always a bit brighter with them around. :)

the time is now!

In open fields of wild flowers
She breathes the air and flies away
She thanks her Jesus for the daisies
And the roses in no simple language
Someday she'll understand
The meaning of it all

He's more than the laughter
Or the stars in the heaven
As close as a heartbeat
Or song on her lips
Someday she'll trust Him
And learn how to see Him
Someday He'll call her
And she will come running
She fall in His arms
The tears will fall down
And she'll pray

I want to fall in love with You

[audiophile : love song for a savior/ jars of clay]

went to the tanglin club with mom today. had a nice time mugging in the extremely quiet library. and the food's pretty good too.

i've just got an invitation from my dad's scottish friend to visit edinburgh. how delightful! i might go just to visit edinburgh university, which i have considered applying to fairly seriously.

i am finally living a purpose-driven life. no one may dictate my happiness but me, myself and i. i call the shots now.

six days and counting. :)

i can't get started.

terribly tickled now.

my good mood has been restored.

yum.

no one loves me like you... :)

Collapsing was much softer
Still falling always hurt
Only after sensing your love
For always ever burned

You justified my folly
My affluent disguise
Removed revealing nothing
Yet nothing unforgiven lies
Unforgiven lies

No one loves me like you
No one loves me the way you do
No one loves me like you
No one loves me the way, the way that you do

[audiophile : no one loves me like you/ jars of clay]

Tuesday, June 15, 2004

anonymous anonymous.

i've realised that vi has become akin to the 24-hour hotline operator for my support group.

dear girl, you're my inspiration.
this happiness and emotional stability was hard-earned. i will guard it fiercely this time.

use your disillusion.

Rain fall from concrete colored skies
No boy don't speak now
You just drive, drive, drive
Take me through make me feel alive, alive
When I ride with you
Keep my heart turning on axles around you
Keep our love burning just like it used to do
Now just for us they could play our favourite tune
Let's not discuss all these things we can't undo

[audiophile : drive/ bic runga]

went for pubco JTS at cafe cartel today. richmond finally gave me my stepping down present - men's health magazine with the glaring headline SEX! 5000 Women Expose Themselves! ermmmm. how sweet of him.

dear comm sect was ill, so do take care!

and i met celene! we mugged together at plaza singapura starbucks, and talked about everything from molly leong's xiao tiao during dance to how i used to save her from getting knocked down by cars. it felt soooo nice to see her again.

in relation to ku's latest blog post- do friendships expire? and if they do, why do we let them? how long is forever, anyway?

think i will be mugging at the strangest of places tomorrow. i'm actually excited about it! uh-oh, excited about mugging... this can't be good.

i know him so well. :)

Nothing is so good it lasts eternally
Perfect situations must go wrong
But this has never yet prevented me
Wanting far too much for far too long

Looking back I could have played it differently
Won a few more moments, who can tell
But it took time to understand the man
Now at least I know I know him well

[audiophile : i know him so well/ elaine paige & barbara dickson]

great snakes!


king, xin, me, ku at the zoo, june 2002.


yours truly at the snakes enclosure. Posted by Hello

Monday, June 14, 2004


our class clique minus jingjin: ku, yixin and i. Posted by Hello

a while ago, i might have cared.

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
All of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

[audiophile : my happy ending/ avril lavigne]

but not anymore. i can't... :) my life awaits.

vertigo.

Anyone whose goal is 'something higher' must expect someday to suffer vertigo. What is vertigo? Fear of falling? No, Vertigo is something other than fear of falling. It is the voice of the emptiness below us which tempts and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves.

[bookophile : Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being]

i know the feeling only all too well.

Sunday, June 13, 2004

the air in utterable coolness.

And the coolness of your smile is
stirringofbirds between my arms;but
i should rather than anything
have(almost when hugeness will shut
quietly)almost,
your kiss

[wordophile : e. e. cummings]
.在不已我是可 念怀天一有会你许或

back in sngs...


vi and i from waaaay back in may 2002. as usual, my tie is out of place. hope she doesn't scream at me for posting this! Posted by Hello

and the simple secret of the plot...

... is just to tell them i love you alot.
[i could write a book/ hayati kafe]

enjoyed myself tremendously at HMV's jazz section today. bought bewitched by hayati kafe, this rather obscure turkish singer. keeping that in mind, it's perfect- beautiful, charming and dreamy all at once. my vocabulary fails me.

[xXx] ' 4002orue ' says:
eh how do i look in my userpic?
<ΊΧΘΥΣ>< Ecc. 3:12,13 says:
u look like you're waiting for coffee

omg i was waiting for coffee. at starbucks! gordon hit the nail on the head.

my parents will be back from bali tomorrow. i've missed them so much!

ku mei is a gem.

[audiophile: i could write a book/ hayati kafe]

[xXx] ' tolp eht fo terces elpmis eht dna ' says:
i remember once
[xXx] ' tolp eht fo terces elpmis eht dna ' says:
u kept going "very itchy"
[xXx] ' tolp eht fo terces elpmis eht dna ' says:
then yixin said "itchy then scratch la!"
stop paying me lip service. [xXx] and stop being paranoid. says:
HAHAHHHS!!!
stop paying me lip service. [xXx] and stop being paranoid. says:
cos i meant to say very ticklish!!

[xXx] ' tolp eht fo terces elpmis eht dna ' says:
eh my fishball has a cavity...
stop paying me lip service. [xXx] and stop being paranoid. says:
HOLE lar!

Saturday, June 12, 2004

carpe diem.

I’m setting the stage for the things I love
And I’m now the man I once couldn’t be
Nothing on earth could now ever move me
I now have the will and the strength a man needs

It’s my will, and I’m not moving
Cause if it’s Your will, then nothing can shake me
It’s my will, to bow and praise You
I now have the will to praise my God

-- my will/ dc talk

this is so calming. listened to it on continuous repeat while mugging yesterday. think it's going to be my new happiest song. :D

i'm in hwachong tee and pants! so unglam!

vi, you are the best company a girl could ask for on a lazy, hazy, crazy day. thank you darling. our lives are so going to change, mark my words.

starbucks thomson plaza is an excellent place to mug. it's tucked far from the maddening crowd so it's relatively quiet and cosy. and the waitress is like super friendly and accomodating. :)

meeting cow tan for lunch. my life is finally back on track.

Friday, June 11, 2004

everyday!

What to say Lord
It's You who gave me life and I
Can't explain just how
Much You mean to me now that
You have saved me Lord
I give all that I am to You
That everyday I can
Be a light that shines Your name

Everyday Lord I'll
Learn to stand upon Your word
And I pray that I
That I might come to know You more
That You would guide me
In every single step I take
That everyday I can
Be Your light unto the world

-- hillsongs

listening to happy songs! :)

Thursday, June 10, 2004

just plug in, baby!

today was a good day. and yes, nothing could alter that, not you nor you nor random smses from people who think they're duty-bound to inform on you. how silly of them.

you know, i don't think it's going to be so bad after all.

yes. :)

i played tennis with pigeon and hauns! quan was having training so he helped us get the rackets. the sun was scorching but think i hadn't laughed so hard and so freely in a long, long while. kinda missed that side of myself.

today was probably the most productive of my mugging days, though mari would beg to differ. at least i managed to get some stuff in. but i still haven't finished physics! think i'm way off my schedule. -looks petrified.

oh and the food at waffle town at crown centre is delightful. everyone should try it.

everyday, i find new reasons to look on the bright side of things. :)

eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.

"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."
-- Alexander Pope

because at Lacuna Inc, you can forget.

argh. i want to watch this movie soooo badly!

Wednesday, June 09, 2004

back and brand new.

welcome to the tea leaf (i.e. and the coffee bean.) i have formally moved after 4 beautiful years at livejournal. decided it was stifling me. yes, like finally already.

need to configure some stuff. get a counter, tagboard, guestbook...