fie-guratively speaking

Hand me a slice of that broadway walk

And I’ll give you some of this cobbled path

Jimminy Cricket says it’s time to leave

But

I’m still thinking

I had a little blue pill

To help me gain some signifcance in my (false?) sense of accomplishment

And to make me believe I can’t let it bother me

***

I don’t feel the way I’ve ever felt.
I know.
I’m gonna smile and not get worried.
I try but it shows.

The spider has dissapeared.

Vanished.

No more. Kaboom. Nada.

Gone, just like that.

And I don’t know where it went.

Which, I think, is even more scary.

-stefie, wide-eyed, accompanied by exclamation marks-

***

On a different tangent, I was thinking about silence and how we perceive it.

Why do people always say awkward silence? Can’t silence be comfortable? Can two people actually revel in wordless communion without it being weird or disconcerting?

Ho hum.

Just a thought.

Its been ages since I went for a walk. Don’t get me wrong. Sure, I’ve walked a plenty. To Safeway, to uni, to the laundry room, to the freezer where my Dove dark choc lies…

But I haven’t really taken a nice, slow, it-doesn’t-matter-what-everyone-else-is-doing, I’m-gonna-take-my-time-and-smell-the-daisies walk in a while. My walk-journeys these days are hectic and fast paced, as if I am in some pedometer race. I miss ambling along not really having a destination in mind. I miss not having to rush somewhere or being on time someplace.

Princes Park or St Kilda’s anyone?

***

East of the sun and west of the moon,
Take a walk,
On the sunny side of the street with me.

A not so eensy-weensy spider on my living room ceiling. With no Shieldtox or Morphine-action spray at my disposal, I am rendered helpless and scared stiff. I keep taking peeks through my semi-opened door to see if it’s still there.

1030am
The spider has moved an inch.

An inch too close for comfort.

I have no doubt it will marathon its way across the ceiling and into my room.

1040am
At least I can still see it

1045am
Will Ambi Pur Air Freshener have any effect on it? Pine-O Clean?

1318pm
Will someone please help me! I want it either 1)dead or 2) out of my apartment!

Was at my ‘Rock to Rave’ tutorial class this afternoon when we were interrupted by a strange noise from the sky light above.

It went something like this.

Wheet!Wheet!Taptaptaptaptaptap…(rapidly)

Wheet!Wheet!Taptaptaptaptaptap…

The tapping sounded strangely like someone sms-ing very fast, which was funny since we were discussing music and handphone ringtones.

It turned out to be a parrot whistling and knocking on the window.

For a moment, all fifteen of us were just entranced by the little dude and his musical contribution.

Then he flew off and we were hurtled back to stuffy reality.

A pleasant intrusion.

I have learnt a new word

Cankles

It’s when your calves and ankles merge into one

bigfatlump

Don’t you just love the sound of it?

Cankles, cankles, shmankles

You learn something new everyday

Even with him at 3am in the morning

Eating mee maggi perencah kari and apple grape gummies

In front of a Jack Black movie

Go make a *snowflake*

Otherwise, just turn on the fan.

Am I faithful, am I strong, am I good enough to belong in your reverie?

The riot in my heart decides to keep me open and alive.

There’s nothing I didn’t try.

I need just a little more silence and a little more time.

And then I know I’ll be fine.

I need just a little more silence and a little more time.

And then I know we’ll see the sky awash with gold.

Donatello doing cartwheels. Not a very macho Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle thing to do, I suspect. 

My TAF :) 

I have my very own Toy Action Figure (TAF)!

Kawabanga!

I suspect the only reason why EC got it for me was so that his Michaelangelo could battle with someone.

:)

Bring it on.

Donatello would win hands down.

The purple dude was always the smarter one, no?

On a different note, I realise I have been disillusioned.

Watched E.T the other night and found out that the little fella actually said “E.T PHONE home” and not “E.T GO home”.

Chee…

Looks like the guy’s a lot more technologically savvy than I gave him credit for.