Danabelle in Absolute Shorts

To whom it may concern and what not:

Absolute Kitsch.

I should quit my job and start making alchohol with that brand. Vodka preferably, but of course Rum and Gin are fantastic favorites among the male and sometimes female population, hence I should probably just put up a brewery of sorts to quench their unending thirst...

Excuse me as I attempt go into a fabulously long winded speech about how beauty is in the eyes of the beholder and all other fantastically kitschy clichés I can conjure up, out of memory and maybe even thin air; And then watch me as I exclaim, "Crud! It looks like crap." or possibly something less hurtful.

I want something new. Something fresh, something borrowed, and something... I just can't seem to put my finger on. I'll let you know as the days progress... For now, blah.

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I dreamt that I was dreaming... Have you ever had that dream? It was so weird. I dreamt that I was dreaming and I woke up in my dream from me dreaming in my dream. Wild.

It's semi like Hasselhoff's neverending crotch.

http://crotchelhoff.ytmnd.com/

Only mine ended...

Sort of...

IDK.

I mean... I could still be dreaming right now. Tsk.

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I miss you, I hope you know.

It's just not the same. Tsk.

You had, have, will always (probably) have this calming quality that seems to neutralize me.

Tous les jours se ressemblent a présent... Tu me manques terriblement.

*Bisou.

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I think he said it best:

http://arnoldfelix.multiply.com/journal/item/12/ -- Click & Read

Yes. Blogging is like sending messages in electronic bottles.

You never know where that bottle is going and who will be able to read the message inside.

...And it's funny seeing all the different reactions of all the different people to different messages.

Some of them just read and savor, some like to negate or agree, quite vocally may I add...

And then there are people who think that they know without a doubt what it is you're talking about... Some even think think that the message is directed to them. As if by some miracle you chose to write to them or about them.

How gloriously narcissistic.

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I promised myself this year to not be so annoyed by people who do not have "the get". But sometimes, I can't help it.

The thing is, you think you might know me, but you don't really. Not entirely. So quit with the assumptions.

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At the BBQ last Friday
Me: *Rants* Blahblahblah. !(82)#@&%_&*(@!&($*#~~!!!
Direk Jon: Oh, sino na naman kaaway ni Dana? Akala ko sa Multiply lang yan may kaaway, pati dito?

Blahahaha.

Now, y'all know how I just love, love, LOVE to rant, right? Haha. Angry denigrating blogs have become my specialty... And here's something I just can't seem to get over:

Englishly challenged bloggers who rant Englishly-challengedly.

Blahahaha. Tsk.

Hindi ko alam kung matatawa ako, maawa, or  maiirita. Imagine, if you will, a thoroughly annoyed blogger, full of fabulous rage, na naglalabas ng sama ng loob na mali mali ang inggles.

'Toy, 'Ne, alam n'yo pwede naman kasing magalit in Tagalog, ba't ba pinipilit n'yong magalit in English? Ano bang meron?

Sa tingin n'yo ba nai-impress kami sa mga statements n'yo na punong puno ng highfalutin English words na puro mali mali naman ang grammar???

Langya... Pwede ba! Wala akong pake sa bwakanang nosebleeding vocabulary n'yo, sa kung sino sinong writers ang binabasa n'yo, sa mga pretentious art films na pinanonood n'yo, at sa kung ano ang trabaho n'yo at estado sa buhay. Pwede ba, bago kayo mag-blog ng pa-galit, go get your grammar straight, kung ayaw n'yong masaktan.

Lichi.

And no. You're not intellectual. So, quit trying to fool everyone into thinking that you are.

Umalis ka nga d'yan at nagdidilim ang paningin ko sa'yo.

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Today, a year ago...

*Sigh.