Sunday, March 21, 2010

Tiger in the Meteor Shower

On the 'L'

Last week I was standing on the 'L' station. Gentleman comes up to me and asks how to get to the club Berlin. I go: "Well first off you gotta switch from the pink line to the brown one..."

Saturday, March 20, 2010

"Hm-kay"

There is something about you. The way you say "hm-kay" and open your mouth chewing a gum while giving a lecture is hard to ignore. I might be over thinking, but I suspect that you know that I'm not indifferent towards you when you look me in the eye explaining some concept. You look me in the eye longer than anyone else. Sometimes you smile and then suddenly burst into laughter after saying something you shoudn't have said in front of those 18 years old - perhaps you just forgot there's more than just us in the room. So what I do is come up with some stupid question to have an excuse to talk to you after the class. Is that sun shining on your face through the trees? Or is it my subjective reality?

Pokaholic



Realized today that I might be a pokaholic.






As in I can't stop poking holes.

Drunk History

Drunk History - Youtube it.

FML

My life is so miserable I go online to check if it's a sunny day.

Productivity

Thanks to my wide screen monitor I can successfully stalk people on several social networks simultaneously.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Dark Sour-Sweet

wish i was born in other country
two generations ago.
enjoy the lights
yet getting tired of this digital world.

yelled out the window to be heard.
but it was fog that ate my words.

so connected through the wires,
yet absolutely alone.
my plan backfired
not expired, working, but getting old.

you whispered softly some drunk absurd.
but it was fog that ate your words.

and since those times
it's fog that I eat.
so used to the taste of
dark sour-sweet.

in the night
that's what i prefer.
dark sour-sweet
the taste of the shredded words.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Stones

Talk to me.
As if soon we'd disappear.
What if my sky is yours?

Simply.
Where we start just isn't clear.
Intertwined strings of nerves, curves.

So stop where you standing and look at the stones.
They're
Probably waiting for the return
Of
Something that was here longer than light.
Bring all your courage!
Take
All
Your time!