Chemical Romance....

Huargggghhhh..... God I miss my sheet-less mattress.

Bought some additions to my ever-insufficient wardrobe. Neat threads. Suits the evening in Telawi perfectly. Bringing out the Timo Mass in me. dum, tsk, tsk, tsk, dum, dum, tsk, tsk, dum, dum, tsk, dum. Ladies and gents, the after-effect of an extensive, dosage-defying usage of FruityLoops. Juicy.

Something's wrong with my Lappie. I can't online. I'm logged on but my access is disapproved by some bug maybe. So is my YM. It sucks but surprisingly I'm not irritated by it. That's something to celebrate ain't it? But celebration is for more than one individual. So I'm ruled out then. Party pooper.

One wish granted. I've placed 'pay visits to my grannies and gramps' at the top of my wishlist for this holiday. Said & done. It's reinvigorating to see them getting along fine with their lives. Even with the decade-long, unresolved 'internal' crisis that remains unspoken still lingers around somewhere between then & now, Nek Chu's now a happier granny since Uncle Rudy decided to move in with her. At least Eira can keep her busy with her antics and frantic, ballet moves. She's the only kid I know that can make ballet look like Zapin & Tap dance both at the same time. Executed with class. I'm proud of my cousin. And she's only 9. Eccentricity does flow in the family after all.

Fuzzy missed called me a few times already for the past two days. I don't tend to be the next Nostradamus but is it me or is she feeling down too? Let's hope that I'm wrong indefinitely. This holiday should be enjoyable for her. Crossing fingers now hoping that the BK treat would be realized this time around. Hehe.

Adam dropped by tonight. Never fails to hang around my crib and care-lessly uses the phone as he pleases whenever I'm back. Has had his fair share of the 'fiasco' times that we've been through during our formative years as 'alternative' upstarts. He knows it ain't over yet. He could tell. I can sense that. And he seems to be all systems-go for another ride.

I'm deprived of sleep. The idiot box's draining me.