Metamorphose

METAMORPHOSE

I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame the earth seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy the air, look you, this mighty o'rehanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire; why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, how like an angel in apprehension, how like a God! The beauty of the world, paragon of animals; and yet to me, what is this quintessence of dusk. Man delights not me, no, nor women neither, nor women neither.

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Tuesday, September 21, 2004

"I'm a percentage healer dammit!!!"
It's funny how life does treat you sometimes. Up in the air from a great weekend and on the rollercoaster from hell because you are back at work on Monday going through the daily rigmarole. I've decided I hate acronyms... these useless freaking letters are filling up my brain and I think are frying circuits where phone numbers should be of pretty ladies or something... here I am and I'm typing in half a number for a person and an acronym pops into my skull wanting me to type ADHOC, REC or SNAFU (personally I like the last one). Will the english language will conceive itself into acronyms due to SMS, people already shorten words when in conversation and Australian's are well known to adding O's to the end of peoples names, words and places, and if your first name doesn't work i.e. Lukeo... go to the last name.. my last name definately works - half the last name and add an O.

I've digressed anyhow on what I originally was talking about, and although I've been sipping Champange since 3pm this afternoon, because it seems that is the thing to do here, I've ran out of work to do and decided to leave a short-fix to the blog. I've had a fulfilling weekend, loaded with enough alochol to leave my kidneys realing with the pain and I think my skin is starting to turn yellow or something. Maybe I could pass myself off as a member of the Simpson's in a few more months.

My house feels strangely and eerily empty as per usual!! Fortunately I have to still put up with 'Piss boy' and 'Nanna' for my own amusement and at present I think our conversation always turn to utter filth and total depravity... which does have it's funny side....

Foo arrived back in the country on Sunday and he gave me a ring about his shinanigans in Ireland with his brother. Sounds like he had a good time finding his pot of gold.... in a strip bar in Southern Ireland!

Nothing too much of interest to write about at present, except the fact that London's weather is becoming even more painful each day and the women are starting to put there clothes back on like the wives of Michelen Man and I'm still waiting for AOL to put me back online at home - so alas it's 6pm now and time for home!

Post dedicated to a good man & friend, Ritwili, who passed away over the weekend. God speed dorf!



LS at 9/21/2004 02:43:00 AM

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