actuality.log

If you’re even a remotely frequent visitor to my journal, you’d have realised by now that I am perennially pissed about a lot of things. One of these that is always on the back of my mind—something that makes me feel almost sorry […]

Overheard; a guy describing his sandwich:

Guy1: You know, it had this, like, big, big…
Guy2: Slices of bread?
Guy1: Yes, yes, it had this big piece of bread and was stuffed with, you […]

No matter how much you’re concerned for your friendly neighbours and would love to give them an evening off; don’t give-in to the urge to volunteer baby-sitting their baby—especially if the (now-not-so-)darling little angle is progressing through the final stages of her teething […]

Fight Club is the quintessential “man movie.” You know that as well as I.
The reason I bring it up, is that I’m sick of lying to people when they ask me, […]

The number of unanswered e-mails in my in-boxes has been steadily growing for quite a while now. At first, I chalked it down to my general unmotivated state—yes, the one that has plagued me for months now—but upon casual inspection of the pile, […]

In a message that was quickly flagged as spam by my mail client (probably since it arrived with the subject “EARNINGS POTENTIAL”, complete with gratuitous capitalisation), the chair of our department egged us on to actually stay in school. Here is the relevant […]

Sometime in the middle of last year, I realised that good hair days and good skin days are sort of mutually exclusive for me. After a suprisingly long spell of delightfully-soft and manageable hair, I decided to push my own agenda and planned […]

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Though the last post started-off as some April fool’s joke gone totally wrong, I realised that it felt so much nicer to write free-form and not have to worry about things like sanitising language for fear of offending the prudes. Every attempt I’ve […]

Alice is one fat fuck. You know the kinds; the morbidly chubby chick who’s unfortunately too “comfortable with her own body”? No matter how much people tend to avoid her, she’s always there. At every event, at every party; wanting to be the […]