Keeping up with the Kardashians...

...cannot be as difficult as keeping up with my own life and its menagerie of mad people. If it's not trying to write a thesis while battling chronic lethargy and spurts of holy-shit-why-why-why-did-I-take-this-on, it's family members with attitude problems, dogs that refuse to leave your room, and friends dropping bombshells, accompanied by clients with bad accents and worse personalities, chores, and just general fatigue.

Taking deep breaths would help, I guess. But it's too bloody hot here in sunny Colombo for that, and the lights just went out. Godforsaken CEB. Might as well listen to some good music. Pfft.



Also, loved Kim's wedding dress. So pure and virginal *snigger snigger*

The Philosopher's Stone

There are times in life, when all you want to do is bang your head repeatedly against a hard concrete wall and gouge someone's eyes out just to release your extreme frustration and inability deal with some shit.

In times like this, I assume mature people would listen to awesome, sublime music like this. I am so freaking mature, and hence, here it is.



Sometimes I wish I could just pack up a car and head off into the blissful unknown, seeking the Philosopher's Stone.