Brad Pitt Is a Hrarf-Hrarf?

I have a lot of problems plauging me right now. Ranging from how my college is performing it’s “End-Sem THF Fuckover™” to my left calf (which has something called DVT or a Soft Tissue Injury or, as is normally the case vis a vis MY Luck, both) to my cellphone (which is fucked up pretty [...]

FUBBAR!

FUBAR – Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition.
FUBBAR – The way this guy pronounced it at IIFT last weekend. Which makes this version worse.
Things are FUBBAR. I shall list them out and continue wasting my life.

My Computer is fucked. Again. I think the Motherboard is screwed. Again. And the RAM. Again. And the Hard Drive. This [...]

panta rhei

I should be doing something productive with my time. Seriously. Instead… I’m using the blogosphere to ponder aboot how something Heraclitus said is true and wondering if people like Phileas Fogg are truly fictional in nature, i.e. that it is impossible for someone like that to really exist. You think of Phileas Fogg and you [...]

A Short, Meandering, Pointless and Badly Written Story

Gasp!
He was awake.
“What time is it?”
5 AM.
It was a torrid slumber. He had two styles of sleeping. Either he slept in a manner that could make a casual observer confuse him for someone dead or at least in a comatose state or it was a sleep punctured by sleepy, incoherent muttering peppered with the occasional [...]

Dear God, NO!

The worst has happened. I have internet. And Linux. Which means… something very bad.
<Insert evil laugh here>

All that any conscious entity can ever hope to do

I’ve been told I live life as if it’s a movie or a book or a play or a porno. Or, and this is the interpretation I’d tend to agree with, something which is perceived as high-art by the artist and a select group of loons and is perceived as trash by almost everyone else. [...]