My Merry XMAS Song

OH Christmas time is here -- it's near
Oh Christmas time is here -- it's here!
Unwrapping presents and "thoughtful" gifts
Of all you know that would not fit
It's not your taste and anyway
You bought it last year and haven't used it to this day !

The x-small sweater you opened makes you feel fat
It's too tight, too short and faded black
The size x-large t-shirt you receive
Makes you wanna pop your uncle in his knee

Could you get me a color you'd know I'd wear???
And please stop with the underwear;
I've got ear muffs and mittens up the gazoo!
Do you listen to me when I'm talking to you?

The scarves are nice and yes I think they're pretty
But I've got a collection from you --
about a Hundred-fiddy

The perfume you got me last year smells like a rat's ass
AND yes of course I took it back!
Replaced it; now it's in the past ...
But If I get it a-gain I'll kick your ASS

You open your gifts and re-a-lize...
You spent a whole lot more than you would have o-ther-wise
If only you had known a litt-le
That your family would be so fru-gal!

The friends you think know you -oh-so-well
Got you gifts that arn't too swell

And you think they pay attention to you
Well news-flash hun they don't listen to doo-doo!

At least I look forward to receiving my boyfriend's gift...
But knowing him it's -hit-or-miss :/

Now I'll have to go and exchange all these gifts
With spare time I'd have had, but now will miss
It's double the work for me
Damn Christmas cheer ...
I've learned my lesson for the New Year !

Merry Christmas, Happy 2005, and good luck exchanging those gifts !

Felt by many, understood by few.

Esoteric creatures we are, but you are no better. Codifying your language into something incomprehensible for what? To confuse us even further. Your species from Mars, mine from Venus , yet the force of attraction is still there. And sometimes I wonder why. We have two completely different outlooks, two polarized binaries; yet somehow the stars align themselves when we are together. We sometimes complement each other, we often fit together, like the pieces of a Jenga game, but more often than not we are like a ball trying to fit into a square - it just can't happen. We try to hard, and sometimes I think we should just let go. Yeah, its fun, yeah I enjoy it, yeah sometimes I love it, but most of the time it's not worth it.
Esoteric I am, but you are no better. Indifferent I can be, but you are doused with apathy. Where I am curious, you walk away; where you dwell, I won't follow. Where you are simple, I am arabesque. A breaking of the binary is necessary. Apropos and called for, it is.

The snow, my finals and Bush

My blogites! Long time no read eh? I know, I've been so busy with finals and school and "stuff". The snow is here and my departure is near. Soon enough I will be basking in the warm sun, but you'll be enjoying the accumulation of flurries. That's a fair deal, no? (AHAHAHAHA)

In other news, I find it just appaling that the U.S Dept of Health Services approved a drug to be administered in South Africa without the FDA first approving it. Not only that, but the negative side affects to this drug were purposely withheld in order to use them as 'guinea pigs'.
Apparently, Bush approved this drug document to be signed and administered.

Just another reason why Bush blows.

ANd I have two super-hard FINALS tomorrow. That was probably his doing too !

Infatuation

I find myself infatuated with different songs at any given time. It may seem arbitrary at first but I've realized that the lyrics really do reflect how I'm feeling. If I could make a list of what I'm going through at any particular moment and then were to consequently record my favorite tune of the moment; 9 out of 10 times it's a mere reflection of my emotion.
My newest infatuation has been 'Pardon Me', the acoustic, by incubus. Something about the original version doesn't do it as much for me. Perhaps the sound of the acoustic guitar is the comforting aspect.
It's a really well-written song, and those are hard to find "now-a-days". Today's songs mean shit. Well over half of my counter-parts would rather listen to a guy rapping about slapping his whore and putting her in her place rather than anything a bit more...shall I say substantial?
Everyone is entitled to their "bullshit" every once in a while. After all, we all do have our idiosyncracies, but my problem with the world is that most people are just stupid. I don't mean that in a condescending way. Please beleive I don't. A college degree is by no means is the measure of a man (and I use that term to incorporate males and females) . I'm not talking about education per se, I'm talking about some common sense, some moral value and a few convictions. That's what people lack. Maybe stupid was too harsh.

Just had to put my ruminations on cyber.

Blah

Ahhhhhhh its just one of those days when your really bored and you have nothing to do but you actually have a whole lot to do but dont know where to start and you feel like if you pick one thing up you will neglect the other 78 things you have to do and you try to see what would be most time efficient and you ask yourself "which two things would be the quickest that I could start on right away" or perhaps which two would take the longest or perhaps which two would be the most arduous because I really dont feel like hard labour right now and instead you decide to sit before your cpu and write at the expense of yourself for the entertainment of others. Yes I think that will do, I will drop all I have to do and just write to you.
My fans, my adoring fans, in an Evita like salutation I salute you.
1 down , 77 to go.

Logistics behind yeah right

Why is it that individuals use the phrase "yeah-right"? This redunancy has a funny sort of effect on it's bearer/ receiver . Making the former look rather stupid and the latter feel so.

How did these two arbitrary words get together in the first place?

Yeah, implies yes, as in, yes you have a fat ass. Right implies correct as in , it is correct that your bottom is massive. Therefore, if someone were to tell you that someone else has got a big caboose, why in heaven's sake would one respond with "yeah right" as the counter claim?
One is obviously stating that one agrees, yet one is connoting a mixed message because everyone knows that ...
"yeah" + "right" = doubt. (difficult mathematical equation)

once again, am going no where.
This blog too, has been a waste of your time.
Thanks for reading.

Christmas Spirit Coitus

A very dear friend of mine re-wrote the 12 days of Christmas and instead re-named it
"The twelve lays of Christmas". In keeping with the Christmas Spirit, I hope you enjoy.
Hoe hoe hoe! Have a good one! lol

THE TWELVE LAYS OF CHRISTMAS

On the twelfth day of Christmas my lover gave to me:

TWELVE SHEEPSKIN CONDOMS,
ELEVEN OF THEM BROKEN,
TEN COPULATIONS,
NINE STRANGE POSITIONS,
EIGHT ALMOST FATAL,
SEVEN QUITE REWARDING,
SIX FAKED ORGASMS,

FIVE MONTHS SINCE THEN,
FOUR "AT-HOME" TESTS,
THREE POSITIVE,
TOO LATE TO ABORT,
AND A SEXUALLY TRANSMITTED DISEASE!

-PAUL MIKULKA