Reading is so important. It amazing how many people just don’t read. At all. They think books are those boring things you were forced to read in school.
Lately, I’ve not been reading as much as I’d like to, and it’s sad.
There’s a secret space in my room where I stash the books that I can’t display on my bookshelf. They don’t fit in the space anymore.
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Listening to:
Listening to: Weezer – Pink Triangle
Some days, the world just looks nicer.
Today is one of those days.
Listening to: Bright Eyes – One Foot in Front of the Other
Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
I like to play.
I like south bank.
I like how people stop to see what you’re creating.
I like being stopped by the police for taking photos of bridges.
But I don’t like how only foreigners will engage in conversation with a stranger on the tube. An American last night, for example, over heard Lolly calling herself “dog poo”, and told her, quite rightly, that she isn’t dog poo at all. I think commuting would be a lot less dull if people just talked to one another.
Listening to: Crazy Town – Butterfly
I’m just another lemming.
And I finally have my main desktop PC back up and running 
Which means I don’t have to use a smelly laptop for day-to-day stuff. Aaaaaaaaaaaand it means that I have my iTunes library back, which means I can finally update my iPod after two months or so. And I can get back to PC gaming.
It feels sooooo gooooooooooooood.</nerdgasm>
And “instant rice” is the most disgusting thing I have ever had the misfortune to eat. Really, it’s bad. It doesn’t take long to make rice normally, so why bother buying it in little crappy packets? Urgh, lazy humans.
Listening to: Willy Mason – Save Myself
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