Thursday, October 25, 2007

Stolen

from my other blog...



Believe me, I am the purest projection of what you perceive weirdness to be. I am the benchmark by which all deviance is measured. I am, at same time, the essence and antithesis of a box, from which everything and everyone seeks to get out of.

N.B. Sorry Dave, I wanted to crop you out, but I don't have photoshop...

Thursday, October 18, 2007

A Matter of Sanity


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Allow me a few moments to lament the inevitable demise of my soul
as I ponder the futility of this mindless routine,
the day-to-day preponderance of things I reluctantly credit to fate.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Still True


Makes me happy, just saying . . .

Monday, October 15, 2007

Grateful


For everybody who prayed, I just want to say thanks and God bless all of you. My mom is doing better. Please continue to pray for full recovery. Again, my deepest appreciation and gratitude to you all.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Putting Speculations to Rest


1. Yes, I am the bastard daughter of Bruce Lee and Mother Lily Monteverde.
2. Yes, I have written a dissertation on "How to Know When You're Clusterfucked!" No, I did not include an instructive pamphlet on how to successfully kill yourself.
3. Yes, I can still get guys half my age. Do the math, I'm 26 years old.
4. Yes, I have an insane fear of all guys named Christian.
5. Yes, I am the master of useless trivia and random randomosities.
6. Yes, I can survive on popcorn and 5 liters of red bull if the situation ever comes up.
7. Yes, I abuse the word schadenfreude.
8. Yes, I am destined for the seventh terrace of purgatory.
9. Yes, I believe Oprah is the Queen of the Multiverse.
10. Yes, I am, therefore I think.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Reposted: Knowing Best


I have no right to complain. I have attended enough masses, have learned all I can from nuns, and have practiced Catholicism just for that nugget of wisdom. Although, at this very moment, I am itching, no, dying to give God a piece of my mind. And yes, I am afraid of repercussions. But it seems to me God, being the supreme creature of infinite benevolence, will not smite me for speaking my mind. So I shall, in the manner of Job, and other beings more righteous than I am, get on with my grievances . . .

By my accounting, I am not a bad person. But it seems to me lately, You are having too much fun on my expense. And I do ask You to at least give me an explanation, some hint that You don't hate my guts. The loneliness I feel--if You have any idea that it is eating me alive--You'd have long ago parted the curtains of your celestial abode to give me crumbs from Your table.

And true, I am not the best there is. As far as I know, my talents are mediocre. Do You know that absenting Yourself from my life is not a test, but a cruel punishment? Do You know that I have exhausted all coping mechanisms available just to justify my faith in You?

Do not let me analyze the things that I am, and the things I could have been, for gratitude and regret cannot be separated by mere whim of will.

Disclaimer: I don't own the pix. http://www.progressdaily.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/god.jpg

Bad Day



No shit, Sherlock!

Friday, October 5, 2007

Asking Nothing in Return



It may just be
that the rage I feel
is directed at the wrong places

That I do lash against the world
And never against people

That I complain incessantly to the heavens
and demand answers from God

It has dawned on me
I am the feelings I feel

Pix credit: http://pipid.deviantart.com/art/No-19-Introducing-God-56732165

Monday, October 1, 2007

Yo-yo Mel



The world may adore Brangelina, but in my heart, Jennifer Aniston will always be the better woman. And in my honest opinion, losing Brad Pitt is probably the best thing that ever happened to her. She's amazing and I love her. And yes, that creeps me out too, a little bit. But I don't give a flying eff. I think she's exactly the type of person I want to be--strong, independent, laid-back, with a great sense of style, and most importantly, thin. I just love her gams. If you see my thunder thighs, you'll understand my obsession with her legs. And yes, her tanned and toned body is just to-die-for. Now, I don't know how desirable she is, if I was a guy. But, I do know that as a girl, I'd kill to have a body like hers. Oh my God, grant me a body like Jen Aniston. Puhleeze. Pretty Please!