There are times, when I am a bad person. I don't really mean to be, and I don't want to be, but all and all...I am. Because there are times when I feel like such a complete snobby bitch, because I look around at some of the people I encounter and all I can think is "who the fuck let you out in public?" I don't exactly live in a big city area, it's ( Read more... )

There are times when I just don't understand people. I mean...I understand, really I do, I feel your pain, I get where you're coming from, but really...is it so damned serious? Is it truly the end all be all? Will the world actually implode upon itself because you happen to have to tempararily deal with a situation you would rather not deal with? ( Read more... )

Bangkok Haunts makes me want to cry. Seriously. I keep waiting for the subtle razor wit that was everywhere in 8 and mostly all over the place in Tattoo. I'm halfway through, and by now I should have had dozens of areas marked off for their little gems of Sonchai philosophy. Only two or three...and that is stretching it. I dunno, maybe it's ME. ( Read more... )