1. Suddenly everything makes sense. I can't exactly explain how, but it does. Every aspect of the issue is explained.
But there is a catch. This is one situation where knowing the problem and identifying the major defect doesn't make the solution any easier.
...I can try one way, but to say if it will work the way I'd like it to...it's difficult to even hazard a guess. Especially when it's beyond my control - like most of the things in the world anyway.
2. Psychiatry posting continues to both intrigue and scare me, and it has only been three days!
3. Psychiatry just gives me a whole new way of interpreting the old maxim of "mind over matter", and not necessary in a positive light.
4. Some things just don't work. Or maybe it's just me, or maybe...there's no way of circumventing it.
5. And so the Internet connection continues to be so pathetic. Seeing it as a sign from God that I need to cut down on my Internet visits - would it be an ego defense mechanism of rationalisation at work, or would it be a delusion of reference?
Current Music: Show Me What I'm Looking for - Carolina Liar
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Epiphany
Thursday, January 06, 2011
Zetsubou-shita! Part 2
It's not just pertaining to one thing, mind you, but in a lot of matters that I've already lost count and really, at this point, the number doesn't matter anymore!
Wednesday, January 05, 2011
Intermission #15
First post for year 2011. Whee(?).
I don't really like it how certain TV shows toy around with emotions. Maybe that's why we tune in to shows or hold on to books - we want to _feel_ something during the course and/or by the end of the journey, otherwise we're just robots computing the data that come in and nothing more. Otherwise we might as well skip those things and settle for other means of passing time or hobby.
I'm honestly getting so tired of reality shows. There'll be those who'll be painted as the bad persons, the kind of person you'll love to hate, and then we'll see how the contestants backstab each other and act all hypocritical and stuff. Yeah, yeah, it's real life, and nobody really plays nice anyway so where's the harm in that?
Oh, I don't know. I just don't like seeing things get ugly...and here you'll argue that if things remain all rosy and peaceful there will be no climax, no story. *shrug*
Could things get worse? Oh yeah. When local shows start copying the shows' formats and all. I mean, people, how's about some original ideas for a change!? It's terribly degrading!
...For the record, I rather think that The Biggest Loser is a bit unfair. People have different metabolic rates, yeah? (Or maybe it works the same way as...creativity in Project Runway or just about all the singing competitions out there.)
Oh. And I'm frankly sick of singing competitions already. How about coming up with lyrics that have better quality, or those that are more inspired? It'd be better than some echolalia or sounding like a bad broken record. Or word salad, whatever.
...But as long as these baneful shows still sell, there's no way those companies are going to stop churning them out. I suppose there will soon come a day that I may not need a television set - yerp, because even the news are not worth watching anyway. Pfft.
Current Music: Heaven - Jars of Clay
Penned by ad. Lucidus at 11:48 pm
Labels: decadence, respite, sturm und drang, television series




