Month: April 2004

  • Deep blue funks

    I had a coupla conversations lately relating to depression. I can’t write about depression properly. If I could form coherent thoughts about it, I wouldn’t be doing it justice. To describe it would be too twee. The conversations I had with friends dealt with reactive depression, that is, the conversation revolved around the situational circumstances…

  • It ain’t over till the blind man sings

    $100 for the cheapest tix to Andrea Bocelli’s 2004 Tour! And the ticketing page (sistic lah) adds this instructional blurb: Please add to above price $2 SISTIC Fee for tickets above $20 and $1 SISTIC Fee for tickets below $20. Charges include GST. Pay me $100, I sing the entire La Boheme for you er!

  • Wurl Best Muslim Food (working the abs from inside out): Hajah Maimunah

    After a particularly uneventful day doing adminstrative tasks (phone calls, web updates et cete-fucking-ra), me and the boys went and tortured ourselves in the gym. It was a particularly long workout, which made us real hungry, so we decided to ‘grab a bite’ before going home. Grab a bite we did, at this restaurant on…

  • ‘Sup yo?

    I haven’t embraced texting shortforms as much as other people have. I think I am a stickler for more formal forms of language. Even my mother can text ‘Sup’? and ‘cmg hm 4 dnr?’, which, although easy for the texter to text, is a bit of a pain for me to decrypt. Even worse when…

  • O Lordy help me I can’t stop hiccupping!

    Hiccups can come on at any time, so says this article, which I was hoping would tell me how to stop this fit I am having now. As I write, I am still hiccking and cupping. It’s gone on for the best part of the hour, and I’m afraid it might destroy any chances of…