Every time I kinda get inspiration to do some work on my dying site, I blog or write e-mail. I've been writing so don't complain that I'm not. That is if you write me :P I have been distracting myself somehow. Not quite sure how but I've been around. I am also alive. Yes I owe you about a week's worth of blogs don't I? Sorry about the last post - I was very frustrated because my net access is a mess.

La India - Me Enga�astes
Yum.

Need new music badly blah. Am repeating self because am sure I said this before. This is taking me so long to compose because after every line I sit here and play with a little ball of this sticky put-thingys-on-wall putty/sticky stuff. Yeh. That. Anyhow I keep playing with it because my mind is on other stuff.

What is it? A sick season. People getting injured, sick and otherwise. What the hell? Yesterday I dreamt that teeth were falling out again. Usually is sickness or death in the family. My uncle's doing alright. He's out of ICU and bored in his room, watching TV all day. Miracles do happen indeed. I think though that his determination to live is what has him alive right now. Every day is a different story. Today I'm hearing about someone who said that St. Michael spoke to her in a dream and he said that my uncle was going to him but he sent him back because his death would have caused too much grief. He said not now. Interesting. I can't help but think that it could be some kind of
figment of the subconscious that allows comfort of some sort.
Righto. But who am I to say?

In other news. Wait there's no other news.
*hugs* for Ri who is going through a shitty time.

*snicker* Frank wants me drunk too? Am so not amused. Why does everyone want me drunk? It isn't THAT exciting. Ask Justin. He and the others saw me rather inebriated and well... I fell asleep on the beach. That's all :P

Stef, Stace, Anji, Frank et moi went to el cine again. Place was packed - considering it was $10 Tuesday. Gawd. Of course had to see people I know. Not bad ones though. Talked through X2 (hum ho woo Hugh-pants-yum-whee) and laughed at people. Dude...Storm had one big zit on her chin. How do I know this? Ah the wonders of sitting 2nd row from front. Oh my gawd. We were slouching down and looking up and looking from side to side. Hilarious. We weren't laughing. Okay we were very amused by such asinine choice of movie/screen. Frank said he isn't gonna sit next to me for Matrix Reloaded or Hulk! *gasp* When HE was the one talking. Uh huh. Wasn't me!! *angelic glow* No I don't talk for 1st time shows. Course except Episode 2. That's just another story.

Here's a nice one for you Steffy. Mommy says I'm too popular and people are intimidated by such, hence will not ever get boy. :( Also am too difficult. But but... Anywho is there a way to get unpopular without causing a stir? Am not that popular...just happen to know a few people. Dammit. :( Noooo I don't know everybody!!!! Err. Blah.