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From now on, I’m taking forwarded chain memes, or whatever the hell people call these tag-born messages and blog posts, seriously. You know, the “You have to send this message to 647 people or else something horrible will happen to your cat!” things. I don’t want my butt hole to close up again.
On that note, I’m answering this meme from Jewel. And here are the rules:
Each player of this game starts with 6 weird things about himself/herself. People who got tagged need to write a blog entry of their own 6 weird things. They should as well state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave a comment that says “You are tagged, bitch!” in their comments section and tell them to read your blog.
Okay, I’m just dicking around with that “You are tagged, bitch!” part, but you get the picture. And here I go:
Sometimes, I want to do nothing. Even when I’m doing something, I want to be suspended in that moment. Frozen in time. Trapped in an infinite loop of safety and comfort.
Sometimes I just want to lay in bed and close my eyes. Think of nothing. Ignore the noise. Welcome the random colors and flashes within the darkness. Oblivion.
Sometimes I just want to drive in an infinite loop on the highway to nowhere. And when I’m ready, I’d turn right to the road to somewhere. Moving endlessly. Shooting through faceless streets and empty moving cars.
I just want to drown in nothing.
Sometimes, I want to do everything. Even when I’m doing nothing, I want to be everywhere at once. Talking to strangers. Rediscovering friends. Engulfed in the chaos of the unknown.
Sometimes I just want go somewhere new. Somewhere strange. Somewhere frightening. A journey around the world then towards the nearest wormhole. A journey inside myself.
Just call me Drinky. I’m slowly putting a stop to this weekly comic book addiction. Well, not actually stopping it. More like controlling it. I’m trying to limit my comic book purchases to Php1,000 a week. Maybe after that, I can totally remove weekly hauls. But that doesn’t mean I’m quitting comics altogether. I just need more beer money.
In line with this mission, I’m not picking up new monthlies and even minis. I’m planning to just go for the trades. And maybe just a few can’t-miss monthlies. As a testament to my loyalty to this mission, I managed to stay clear of DC’s Countdown, which is the company’s follow-up weekly series to 52. Yay for me!
Anyhoo, on to this week’s haul. With SPOILERS, as usual.
This is the last post of my Top 5 Lists series, and instead of giving you a lame list of… oh wait. This is also lame, so whatever. I’m going to talk about miscellaneous stuff that mean a lot to me. You know, material things. Things that make me realize that not being squatter-poor totally rocks!
#5: My digital camera - I’ve always been a big fan of taking pictures of myself, my friends, and the things around me. It’s only natural that the first “big” purchase I did with my own money was my Casio Exilim camera. It’s sleek and the picture quality is fantastic. It’s now a necessity for me to bring it to any trip or gathering. There’s nothing more nostalgic than looking at pictures of your drunk friends. Good times.
#4: My Playstation 2 - It’s the ultimate time killer. Got a long weekend ahead of you and you’ve got nothing to do? Fire up the PS2 and play some awesome games with kick-ass graphics. Got a hot friend coming over and you can’t think of topics for intelligent conversation? Turn on the Ps2 and watch a romantic comedy DVD. It’s a lifesaver.
