tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65992292011-04-21T20:46:53.691-04:00Step Into My Office, BabyLife as series of unintentional comedyRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.comBlogger1031100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1123783643894895412005-08-11T14:07:00.001-04:002005-08-11T14:07:23.893-04:00room Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1123783625278415132005-08-11T14:07:00.000-04:002005-08-11T14:07:05.323-04:00RoomRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1123379008898427882005-08-06T21:43:00.000-04:002005-08-06T21:43:28.903-04:00Sometimes I don't know if I am worth the trouble.Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1123233549979616552005-08-05T05:12:00.000-04:002005-08-05T05:19:09.986-04:00Running Joke of the Month "Are you calling me fat?" "No, just slanty eyed" "I better put on some lotion on your neck or you'll get a redneck""I am dating one right now" (gasp) "It's ironic how a slanty eyed chinese kid corrected your english, eh?" (quickly clenched my butt in anticipation of ass-smackery that's coming my way)"Owww" (grin) "Do it again"Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1120470133312947732005-07-04T05:36:00.000-04:002005-07-04T05:42:13.803-04:00Holy Inferiority Complex! I am imprisoned by my insecurities.Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1120275805510257592005-07-01T23:43:00.001-04:002005-07-01T23:43:25.513-04:00Mom me and Bro Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1120275789777502122005-07-01T23:43:00.000-04:002005-07-01T23:43:09.776-04:00Mom againRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1120275756532349182005-07-01T23:42:00.001-04:002005-07-01T23:42:36.536-04:00Mono and Mom Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1120275745327069712005-07-01T23:42:00.000-04:002005-07-01T23:42:25.373-04:00Mom Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1118519348893720812005-06-11T15:45:00.000-04:002005-06-11T15:49:08.896-04:00Who Loves You, Kiddo? He complained that I never talked about him on my blog. He who must not be named, complains that I never mentioned HIM anywhere in my blog, so I have to mention HIM in my blog to make sure that I am not forgetting him when I wrote my journal. HIM, who I spent talking to on the phone the moment I wake up every morning is complaining that I don't think about HIM. So here, It'sRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1118482296360458862005-06-11T05:16:00.000-04:002005-06-28T07:39:30.170-04:00I Pledge Allegiance to Pop Culture I remember growing up as a misfits in household full of culture conformist. Granted, my taste as a kid's still unrefined. My brother and I would play remote tag and whoever sprints home fast enough after school day to tap on the remote control hold the right to channel surfing for that day. Can you say not so subtle sibling rivalry? We would fight over what Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1117614460502138312005-06-01T04:21:00.000-04:002005-06-01T04:30:18.313-04:00Um, Screw YouseMy stance toward corporation are usually negative, but today, I strongly supported Ford Motors for its noble cause. Recently Ford agrees to donate a thousand bucks for each Land Rover or Jaguar sold to gay and lesbian across America. I said more power to Ford's Marketing department because they obviously do their job and found its target market. Come on, Jaguar and Land Rover are Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1117012761343523742005-05-25T05:04:00.000-04:002005-05-25T05:24:35.386-04:00MotherIt's cool it's cool to love your familyIt's cool it's cool to love your familyIt's cool it's cool to love your familyI realized today that I haven't seen my mother, or my family in almost three years. Such is fate for most alien here. One that's by choice (bastard brother) and another one's by circumstance (bloody visas and immigration). What scares me and prompt this particular entry is Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1115540760474866782005-05-08T04:18:00.000-04:002005-05-08T04:26:00.480-04:00Little Known SeattleFrom the wrinkle on my foreheadTo the mud upon my shoesEvery phrase of memory Is strings that tie to youThere's a violinist with a bulldog that stand outside of Pacific Place building, and he was playing Matchmaker, a tune from Fiddler on the Roof. There's a guy playing guitar, blowing harmonica, and spinning hula-hoop at the same time. There were two guys on Broadway, wearingRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1115375061202984362005-05-06T06:24:00.000-04:002005-05-06T06:24:21.256-04:00Cigarettes cost 8.50 at Times Square and yet there's scarf that goes for 7 bucks. Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1115375006687810062005-05-06T06:23:00.000-04:002005-05-06T06:23:28.756-04:00New York in a flash Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1114071861916943112005-04-21T04:17:00.000-04:002005-04-21T04:24:21.916-04:00Foreign FeelingsI am just floating in cloudsSky's beautiful even when it's greyCoffee taste like little drops of heaven Rain soothes me. Music cradles me through the day Your voice envelopes me in warmthAnd soon, two eyes would meet, and the world behind us would disappearEverything is background musicAnd when we collide, Everything but you is inconsequentialI've wait long enough for this Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1112686691380534292005-04-05T03:38:00.000-04:002005-04-05T03:38:11.380-04:00I thought the lizard's real. Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1111567876887260532005-03-23T03:30:00.000-05:002005-03-23T04:11:06.363-05:00This Is Generally True About MeI, am happy.I am decidedly fickle.I believe privacy are priceless.I play too much basketball. I got injured too much to be playing basketball. I guess I am a sadist that way.I believe in personal space.I spend too much time at the gym.I ate too much. I can't pull off the phrase, "rock out with my cock out" or, "hang out with my wang out", with straight face.I don't Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1111478895679789342005-03-22T02:58:00.000-05:002005-03-22T03:16:18.306-05:00Terry Schiavo and Mr.RomanceWho gives you the right to decide my livelihood? Terry Schiavo family should decide her livelihood. What's worst that being a vegetable? Being a vegetable that can't or not allowed to die. I believe a human have the right to choose their destiny, and in event where he/she is not capable of making that decision, their immediate family should be allowed to make that Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1111131417229916702005-03-18T02:20:00.000-05:002005-03-18T02:45:22.263-05:00Generic? You seem so so out of context in this gaudy apartment complexA stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visitingI am moving into a new place on monday. Presently, I live with five people in three bedroom that's not gay enough for my taste. I am not a flamboyant raging homosexual, but my taste for shiny objects and clean geometric designed furnitures seemingly reveals the Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1110426373580191182005-03-09T22:46:00.000-05:002005-03-09T22:46:13.580-05:00Little SnagEverything's peachy until now. I was foolish to think Seattle'd be smooth sailing for me. But it's nothing too big that I can't overcome. I just need to regroup and work it through. I just need to find a place to stay for two weeks before moving into new apartment. I just have to make sure that I won't put myself in compromising position again. Ever.Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1108990393790711902005-02-21T07:24:00.000-05:002005-02-21T07:53:13.793-05:00ComplexThe wind blew an invocation and i fell asleep at the gateAnd I never stepped on the cracks 'cause i thought i'd hurt my motherAnd I couldn't awake from the nightmare that sucked me in and pulled me under I brought along several complexes when I moved here. I was inferior and insecure, maybe it's because I lack the wallflower quality that usually helps people adjust in new situation (I am Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1107973786436637832005-02-09T13:25:00.000-05:002005-02-09T13:29:46.436-05:00Addictive Behavior
This is not a cry for help. I am officially turning into a caffeine whore. Tanks alot Chuck, look what you've done to me! You sure you're not secret coffee bean undercover for Howard Schultz?
I don't mind the coffee, but boy, I already have an expensive addiction to tend to, and now this? (keep in mind that I am super wired while writing this).
Here's the breakdown.
Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1106476618946912782005-01-23T05:24:00.000-05:002005-01-23T05:38:59.386-05:00Rant Overload
You have done good for yourselves
Since you left my wet embrace
And crawled ashore
I've been bad with updating this blog lately. It's not that I don't have anything remotely interesting to say, au contraire, I do have plenty of things to say and lots of issues to touch on.
I usually rummaged through my day observing activities while having a running commentaries on my head on Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1106205613024416212005-01-20T02:18:00.000-05:002005-01-20T02:20:13.023-05:00I think I need to update my blog a little more often. Soon. Maybe this weekend. Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1105084192069649242005-01-07T02:26:00.000-05:002005-01-07T02:52:33.976-05:00Bang!
I am in Seattle!
The wait is finally over! I am delirious. I have a big grin on my face even though my flight was delayed for two hours. I finally have the time to wind down and actually breathe. The trip to airport itself is disastrous, it not only rain, it pours cats and dogs!
Shayla's being a bitch too, but after I got her sedated, she's basically reduced into a breathing shaggy Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1104308768915426412004-12-29T03:20:00.000-05:002004-12-29T03:26:08.916-05:00Cruel Joke
I developed a tendonitis on my right knee and lately it's been hurting me everytime I try to jump. This is another one of God's cruel joke, since most people that know me, know that I love playing basketball.
I can certainly say that it's an understatement when I say I love basketball. What I meant was, I FUCKING LOVE BASKETBALL, I WILL GLADLY GIVE UP ONE OF MY NUTS RATHER THAN NOTRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1104047232480922652004-12-26T02:46:00.000-05:002004-12-26T02:47:12.480-05:00Everything is alright. The quakes was not severe in Medan.
They're okay, therefore I am. Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1104037417407160542004-12-26T01:02:00.000-05:002004-12-26T00:05:04.173-05:00I feel fatherly today, I cooked lunch and dinner for bunch of friends. I am also happy no one dies from food poisoning.
Happy Chrimanukahwanza!
Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1103875500163326022004-12-24T02:54:00.000-05:002004-12-24T03:11:50.690-05:00Winter
And the point of my life is what
What if it doesn't add up
And the trouble was all for naught
Chalk it to the state of the world
Revelations are soon forgot
Winter time is the perfect time of the year to catch up on my literature, so I spent two hours online today browsing for few books to occupy my winter. Contrary to hearsay or popular beliefs, I don't spend all my time googling for Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1103720623718306452004-12-22T08:03:00.000-05:002004-12-22T08:03:43.716-05:00Backyard Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1103720134032932142004-12-22T07:52:00.000-05:002004-12-22T20:56:13.210-05:00I stayed up all night watching the snow falls. By dusk, the whole city's covered in white and I finally see this place as it is. A beautiful, albeit slightly conservative little town.
Everything's covered white, our lies, secrets, and regrets. It's so beautiful at least for another hour or two, until the traffic starts again, and the snow will melt and all this whiteness will be marred by Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1103528297410128072004-12-20T02:38:00.000-05:002004-12-20T02:38:17.410-05:00Fluffy will be staying with me for five days! Yay! Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1103273075696869142004-12-17T03:29:00.000-05:002004-12-17T03:44:47.650-05:00Next Exit
We ain't going to the town
We're going to the city
Gonna track this shit around
That made this place so hard to be a part of
My trip to Chicago last week were pretty eventful. Met few close friends, made new friend, sleep with some friends, and dance with good ol' friends. It's interesting how I perceive that nothing will ever change in Chicago, but everything changes.
I was Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1102411846914380702004-12-07T04:29:00.000-05:002004-12-07T04:30:46.913-05:00I broke down, and nothing turned itself upside down. Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1102053811893880762004-12-03T01:01:00.000-05:002004-12-03T01:03:31.893-05:00I was crossing the road when I saw a tiny woman driving an 18 wheeler today. I smiled at her, I wanted to thanked her.
Because, if a tiny woman can drive an 18 wheeler, then I, probably can do anything.
Well, except for being a hairdresser. Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1101888133094578062004-12-01T02:55:00.000-05:002004-12-01T03:03:24.923-05:00Let's Get Lost
I don't know where I'll go now
And I don't really care who follows me there
But ill burn every bridge that I cross
To find some beautiful place to get lost
Life's a big waiting room for me. Let's face it, I think we're all waiting for something to happen in our lives. I don't know what you're waiting for, but everyone is waiting for the right time, waiting for the right moment, Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1101108184692369672004-11-22T02:02:00.000-05:002004-11-22T02:49:56.356-05:00Thank you, a-thankyouverymuch
I can make you smile if you stay awhile
I am not a big holiday person, maybe because my families are kazillion miles away. But if I have to be anal, I think it all happens when I found out that Santa doesn't exists. I remember celebrating Christmas when I was in gradeschool. I think I was seven or eight, we were gathered in the main school hall and stood there wasRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1100327553886933862004-11-13T01:10:00.000-05:002004-11-13T01:36:22.196-05:00Reality
I carved your name across my eyelids
You prayed for rain
I prayed for blindness
I sat on the couch for an hour today, no television. I wasn't really thinking much, I was just consumed with realizing the idea of time I could go on without any sensory stimulation except for the light that's filling the space.
My brain was relaxed, and no, I wasn't smoking anything.
Shayla was asleepRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1099987307836740872004-11-09T02:44:00.000-05:002004-11-09T03:01:47.836-05:00Embarrasing Admission
If things come alive
I promise to commit no acts of violence
Either physical or otherwise
I developed a handful amount of friendships over the internet this past few years. Some that I have come to meet and have a good time, and some disappear into the blackhole of internet oblivion.
We went from tepid conversation to sharing deepest secrets, hidden fears, and sometimes,Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1099529565873390862004-11-03T19:50:00.000-05:002004-11-03T19:52:45.873-05:00Over
I need to find a shelter that's save from the Bushes and the Osamas
So the baby kissing dance is over when Kerry announces his defeat. I don't know what else could be done to prevent Bush's presidency. Should we nominate Dean instead? Mike Moore already campaigning enough, Mag Cho's already booted from DNC and everything else is just not working.
I am not sure what we can do for this Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1099413457994911082004-11-02T11:36:00.000-05:002004-11-02T11:37:37.993-05:00D-Day
This is it. Today will be known as the day when Bush lost the election.
I am crossing my fingers, I am nervous like a psychotic cow. Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1099283603145709632004-10-31T23:31:00.000-05:002004-10-31T23:33:23.146-05:00Purpose
This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to friends
I often wonder the whole point of one being. Sit here glued into my chair I begin retracing every past moment and I ruffled through every single nook and cranny of my memories to find a sense of purpose in each of my every action, but somehow I came short.
I hate it when I have to question the purpose of my existence, but it’sRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1098653270065692632004-10-24T17:24:00.000-04:002004-10-24T17:29:05.800-04:00Twat
I was in Borders having my latte today and I was completely buzzed when I saw Ann Coulter's new book "How to talk to a liberal". My inner cattiness rear its ugly head immediately and I made a very catty statement to Mono, "Hmm, I feel like taking a crap on Ann Coulter's face and actually feel good about it".
I usually feels bad when I made a bad remark about somebody. But this feels Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1098341481020338572004-10-21T02:36:00.000-04:002004-10-24T17:32:46.290-04:00Everybody Hurts
So sick and tired of this pictures of me
Completely wrong
Totally wrong
Dear Elliott,
I know I don't have the right to address you using your first name. But I paid good money for TWO of your concerts prior to your demise. I missed you sometimes, and sometimes I try to think what drove you through the edge and finally took the plunge. I realized that everybody have similar Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1097566796654402452004-10-12T03:17:00.000-04:002004-10-12T03:39:56.653-04:00Innate List
But each night
I bury my love around you
You're linked to my innocence
I am going to make a list today, regardless of its obvious bias-ness (if there's such word). It's just one of those days when you just want to reassure yourself that you did well. That you want to calm your insecurity, and that, afterall, if nothing else goes right, I have a mental inventory of oneself.
I Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1096967215650805742004-10-05T04:56:00.000-04:002004-10-05T05:06:55.650-04:00Calm
It's 2:45 in the morning
And I'm putting myself on warning
For waking up in an unknown place
With a recollection you've half erased
I sleepwalked most of my days in Bloomington because sometimes staying alert only means that I am confronted with ugly reality that is my situation here. There's nothing much happening this fall, but mostly I just want to fall into a strict routine where I canRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1096786251579521492004-10-03T02:46:00.000-04:002004-10-03T02:50:51.580-04:00First Post of the Month
I think I'm going to sit here and bleed
This is my first post of the month. I am just going to mail it in and post what I wrote roughly a month ago when I am in the dark age (it means no Internet connection). After lots of therapy and binging on my T1 connection, I am pretty much left unscathed after the dark age experience.
So here it goes, post from a month ago.
TheRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1092438679826487892004-08-13T19:08:00.000-04:002004-10-03T02:52:10.086-04:00Adios
Goodbye old apartment, won't fucking miss you. The door won't hit my ass, you motherfucking piece of shitty crummy apartment. I am going to move into posh colorful apartment that cost so much cheaper than your raggedy carpety ass.
Yeah, I am cursing my apartment, actually cursing it.
This will be the last post for this month, I won't have anymore internet access until next month.
I am Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1092336511499197992004-08-12T14:46:00.000-04:002004-08-12T14:50:57.486-04:00Post Exam
We suck young blood
Bloody fucking fuck, in the name of Jesus H. Tapdancing menacing Christ, I am done with my exam and I feel like stabbing the 2B pencils into my eyes and live the rest of my life without having to see another piece of scantron again.
Fucking fuck fuck.
Honestly, I don't need exam to validate myself, but if I fucking flunk on this exam, god knows what will Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1092118801134646642004-08-10T02:20:00.000-04:002004-08-12T02:03:02.713-04:00The Build Up
The spinning top made a sound
Like a train across the valley
Fading, oh so quiet
But constant till it passed
Over the ridge into the distances
Written on your ticket
To remind you where to stop
And when to get off
I am getting older, it's at the tip of my tongue, finally it's time to admit that I am getting older. Gone are the lackadaisical attitude, replaced with sense of urgencyRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1091773136200501102004-08-06T02:12:00.000-04:002004-08-06T02:18:56.200-04:00Day Off
I am taking the weekend off from internet activities including blogging to celebrate my last weekend of summer, just right at the cusp of final exams.
Hope I don't get too smashed over the weekend.
Bah! Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1091690549895014482004-08-05T03:14:00.000-04:002004-08-05T03:26:55.616-04:00Sleep
They will see us waving from such great heights
"Come down now" they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
"Come down now" but we'll stay
One should have at least eight hours sleep to function properly. I am not that person, not anymore. Four years into college and I am now a hardened student who are often starved for sleep. I tried not sleeping for four days early this yearRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1091517364235012012004-08-03T03:16:00.000-04:002004-08-03T03:29:49.836-04:00My Dog Ate My Notes
Fill up your mind with all it can know
Don't forget that your body will let it all go
Do you study because of sheer will? Or is there chemical or synapse in your body telling you that you should study, thus you study? I want to believe that it's synapse because for crying outloud, I have no sheer will! I was at the library today, it was a perfectly nice place to study, but Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1091412132902068542004-08-01T22:00:00.000-04:002004-08-02T01:37:41.500-04:0030 Minutes Later
Bwah, am officially fat! Feel waist line expanding, alert the nearest gym!
Calm down, you're playing basketball in a couple days.
PS: Must ask him if I look fatRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1091410614036406462004-08-01T21:29:00.000-04:002004-08-02T01:36:49.243-04:00Must. Stop. Caffeine. Intake.
I spent the summer wasting
The sky was blue beyond compare
A photograph of myself
Is all I have to show for
I have sworn off coffee for the past two weeks and today.
Until today. I ordered triple tall latte under the pretense that I need the caffeine to study. Needless to say, I immediately went caffeine overboard. I didn't study much, instead, I called up AndriRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1091390079357513872004-08-01T15:54:00.000-04:002004-08-01T16:04:18.193-04:00Home
Excuse me too busy
Writing your your tragedy
These mishaps you bubble-wrap
When you've no idea what you're like
So let go jump in
Oh well what you waiting for
It's alright
I remember sticking Kid A's sticker on my front door the first day I move into my new apartment. It was one year ago, it was ages ago, I remember walking into the apartment believing this would be my last apartment Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1091346129960462682004-08-01T03:28:00.000-04:002004-08-01T04:08:28.770-04:00Reasons Why I Love/Moderately Hate Fluffy and Shayla™
I am the primary caretaker for the Devil, she comes in cute package, floppy hair, and adorable coo. Recently, about a month ago I was appointed as the sitter/slave for lughead. As my fate goes, lughead turns out to be the apprentice for the devil.
The rest is history.
I came home to trashed apartment, scattered junks, rolls of chewed Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1091330006984146832004-07-31T23:08:00.000-04:002004-07-31T23:14:34.406-04:00Typical Saturday Night In The Summer
My perfect malcontent were magnified by your perfect complaint
Oh, they forgot to tell you that you have it all
So you think there's more to this
Ha!
I caught myself reflecting upon my saturday night activity. It is perfectly humiliating without anyone seeing it, but I decided for a good laugh, I should, however, talk about this.
I caught myself spendingRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1091230480351408672004-07-30T19:27:00.000-04:002004-07-30T22:30:41.503-04:00Someone That I Used To Know
I had tender feelings that you made hard
But it's your heart, not mine, that's scarred
So when i go home i'll be happy to go
You're just somebody that i used to know
The past always found ways to sneak into my life. I was checking my full mailbox today and there's something from Indiana University in the mail for me. The said envelope was thin, but there's a Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1091166754284948312004-07-30T01:51:00.000-04:002004-07-30T01:52:34.283-04:00Pain
Stiches, dentures, countless sprained bodyparts, and fractured toe.
Cumulative of my injuries not to mention minor and major bruises that comes along with the territory of being a big guy on a basketball court.
oh well, suck it up.
You're playing saturday. Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1091038132285267032004-07-28T14:08:00.000-04:002004-07-28T14:15:35.670-04:00Pictures and Comic Strip
I am capitalizing on Blogger's new feature of photo hosting. This means I can post innate pictures of random topic and sometimes my innocuous self.
I need to get my hand on this precious
ToucheRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1091036301745389672004-07-28T13:33:00.000-04:002004-07-28T13:38:21.746-04:00Human Nature Prevails!
Take the money and run
Women and children first
Ryan Seacrest's On Air show is finally cancelled! It will take its bow on September 17. I always find his perfect arrangement of blond locks, surgically altered pearly whites, and tanning salon skin to be annoying.
I wasn't the only one.
Moooo-ahahahahaha
Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1090954706677280932004-07-27T14:54:00.000-04:002004-07-27T14:58:26.676-04:00The Tragedy That Is My Name
I elect to go with my birth certificate name, Rudy for one reason. My Chinese name was perfectly acceptable in Indonesia, but I don't think I want to relive the horror that is my Chinese name here. Yes, my chinese name is Chin, so go back to your highschool mentality and you can immediately come up with two nickname for me. Ass Chin, or Chink.
Yeah, the tragedy Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1090856564681199742004-07-26T11:29:00.001-04:002004-07-26T11:54:08.813-04:00Fluffy Ate My Couch
Big fish little fish swimming in the water
Come back here and bring me back my daughter
I am sick today, cold and flu. I feel needy. It's ugly.
I am trying to measure my calculated response when I saw Fluffy, the retriever ate my couch. I wasn't mad at all, I think maybe it's because I wanted a new couch so badly. So I just stand there for five minutes and wonder whatRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1090563276684906262004-07-23T02:12:00.000-04:002004-07-23T14:54:58.443-04:00Why Blogger Should Pay Me
Because I just introduced my friend the joy of blogging. Yes, he bitched, and I revel in the details.
Oh, I also enabled the comment feature, so now my lowly readers, please, oh please, marvel and join in discussion about my fascinating life.
Not.
Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1090531678654338092004-07-22T17:23:00.000-04:002004-07-23T02:29:09.226-04:00Hummingbird
Remember to remember me
Standing still in your past
Floating fast like a hummingbird
So he slept on a mountain
In a sleeping bag underneath the stars
He would lie awake and count them
And the gray fountain spray of the great Milky Way Would never let him
Die alone
I learned to fend off loneliness. Going through the motion doesn't sound as bad when there's nothing that'sRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1089785646063275222004-07-14T02:04:00.000-04:002004-07-14T02:18:57.453-04:00First Born
I am the first pancake
I have never experienced growing up in a normal family. Every family is dsyfunctional in essence. I grow up in a big traditional chinese family, my grandmother was the household leader of the family. Apparently gramps died before I reached one year old. He died from liver disease, apparently he was drinking too much. I still have a picture of me trying to hop Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1089750635252301622004-07-13T16:29:00.000-04:002004-07-13T16:30:35.253-04:00Top 10
Letterman's Top Ten List: Top Ten George W. Bush Complaints About "Fahrenheit 9/11":
10. That actor who played the President was totally unconvincing
9. It oversimplified the way I stole the election
8. Too many of them fancy college-boy words
7. If Michael Moore had waited a few months, he could have included the part where I get him deported
6. Didn't have one of them hilarious Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1089129392793372362004-07-06T11:52:00.000-04:002004-07-06T11:56:32.806-04:00Summer
I rise and curse the waking day
Curse the grime and curse the stains on the air
And on the skin of the bed I'm tied within
Summertime's here. Despite being stuck here in Bloomington, I find it strangely comforting that I am able to take simple pleasure in mindless errand. Sometimes I was bored out of my hair, but most of the time it's been pleasant. Maybe because I know at the end of Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1088363813868525912004-06-27T15:15:00.000-04:002004-06-27T15:16:53.866-04:00Low Blow Redux
Someone's having a bad day!
Come on America, we trust your puritan view of our politician.
Incarcerate him properly.Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1088180093850802642004-06-25T12:09:00.000-04:002004-06-25T17:22:39.850-04:00Mixed Feelings
I put myself into bed piece by piece
I am horrified, my whole body tremble when I watched the beheading of Kim Sun Il . Part of me was enraged, filled with anger, questioning the whole purpose of war. Another part of me were engulfed with fear.
What are the whole purpose of this war? When is Bush going to put it through his head that enough is enough is enough? Enough lives Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1087852570190574392004-06-21T17:14:00.000-04:002004-06-21T17:16:10.226-04:00You be the judge.
This is probably how I look like when I dance
This is probably how I dance if I am a confused heterosexual. Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1087851095426979942004-06-21T16:42:00.000-04:002004-06-21T16:51:35.426-04:00Playboy
So I blame this town, this job, these friends
The truth is it's myself
And I'm trying to understand myself
and pinpoint where I am
Daryl gave me a stack of Playboys yesterday. I looked at him and my brain's working hard trying to come up with appropriate response that resembles excitement. My eyes lit up like Puss in Boot and deadpanned it with "umm.. I hope you don't want this back Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1087801812095503652004-06-21T03:02:00.000-04:002004-06-21T03:10:12.096-04:00Chana
I have a junkyard full of false start
But this is my perfect start so far
Cross your fingers
I found out recently that I have the capacity to love a person again. It's a relief because I was afraid that I might turn into bitter jaded west hollywood gay. I was in short, shocked how much feeling one person can have for another.
I am floored by your ability to see through every dung and Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1087330429196337562004-06-15T16:13:00.000-04:002004-06-15T16:13:49.196-04:00You
And then you come into my life. Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1086683145901259412004-06-08T04:20:00.000-04:002004-06-08T04:28:37.193-04:00Bugger
There's happy land somewhere
Someone from the people-i'd-rather-not-seen/heard/talk to anymore approached me with the kind of hostility that you only get from hate. I realized that after his message I was left with the desire of not blogging anymore. It soon hits me that blogs are mean for me to express myself, no boundary, no rules, no regulation. So why didn't I blog anymore? So, here.Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1085473864722588992004-05-25T04:26:00.000-04:002004-05-25T04:31:04.723-04:00Static Screen
I look into your eyes and nothing but cliche enters my mind
I am fully content tonight, spending sweet saccharine night with you. I has been five years since I feels the spark in an entirely cliche way, but I like it.
We toss witty remarks and friendly banter like expert ping pong player. Friendly flirtation to serious conversation, everything feels right. I am gushing and Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1085380959876241252004-05-24T02:36:00.000-04:002004-05-24T02:42:39.876-04:00Just for You
I only know one thing today, my life is changing so very fast
The touch of tears, emotions raw, an everlasting song to hold
In the distance, softly, I see a face, my heart looks down to pause
If time will be kind and fate prevails, my soul will finally be free
Let's burst in esctacy and fill our heart with confetti.
Let's run through the street of LA wearing matching T-shirt.
Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1085132301760107992004-05-21T05:31:00.000-04:002004-05-21T05:38:21.760-04:00Token
So we'll try and try
Even if it lasts an hour
With all our might
We'll try and make it ours
Cause we're on our way
I came back from Ft. Lauderdale. I forgot how beautiful the sand and water are. At night, the wind will blow my direction, I sat down on the bench enjoying the breeze while sharing gentle thoughts on the phone with you.
When my casino cruise ship almost sink, I wasn't Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1083919826099963492004-05-07T04:50:00.000-04:002004-05-07T04:54:53.326-04:00Change
I'm the screen, the blinding light
I'm the screen, I work at night.
I see today with a newsprint fray
My night is colored headache grey
Don't wake me with so much.
Daysleeper.
Summer started couple days ago and I am already irritated by the amount of people suntanning in the swimming pool. The last I count I saw six bikini clad women applying sun blocker and polish their toe nails. Four Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1083146219162148082004-04-28T05:56:00.000-04:002004-04-28T06:01:14.013-04:00But It's Not
everyday i look at the world from my window
but chilly chilly is the evening time
waterloo sunset's fine
I ran out of cigarettes at the most unfortunate time. I walked out of my apartment around 2:00 AM in the morning. The street were lit with yellow light from the lamp post, it cast a long shadow of myself, I shivered and try to walk faster to shake off the chill. I look up and I Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1082885642199402792004-04-25T05:34:00.000-04:002004-04-25T05:39:38.653-04:00Hold Me
It's good to know that you are home for Christmas
It's good to know that you are doing well
It's good to know that you all know I'm hurting
It's good to know I'm feeling not so well
It was raining for the past couple days and I have been idle. I changed my weekend getaway plan to Chicago, I turned off my cellphone, I didn't shave, I sat there contemplating about future, what ifs, Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1082603008323404212004-04-21T23:03:00.000-04:002004-04-25T05:37:15.530-04:00Elephant Parade
Cupid's trick comes down to shake and deal
the stupid kick that makes me real
should've died
I was staring at my room window this afternoon. It was pouring outside, and the raindrops gently tapped my window. I looked outside and I thought, "wow, I wish I could share this moment with someone" But I quickly emerges from daydreaming. I shouldn't be thinking about another person. IRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1082450709216254612004-04-20T04:45:00.000-04:002004-04-20T04:50:27.653-04:00I am sorry, I am lost
I’m looking at a hand full of broken plans
And I’m tired of playing it down
I am still alive. Ran out of gas, but I am alive. But one of these days I am going to shove it. What was it about me that makes me look like I can be pushed around? Can you do this for me? Oh yes sir. Do you mind dog sitting for me? Oh, I love dog. I have two page pape.......? Oh sure, I'll write Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1081413317171080482004-04-08T04:35:00.000-04:002004-04-08T04:39:04.780-04:00Bulletproof
So pay me money, take a shot
Lead-fill the hole in me
I could burst a million bubbles
All surrogate and bulletproof
And bullet proof
I was crutching my ankle. It was horrible, I thought I heard something popped. But I laced up my shoes and continue and won the game by 6 points.
I score all six and hobbled around the court for my victory lap.
I beat you sucker. So don't ever Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1081237615729821882004-04-06T03:46:00.000-04:002004-04-06T03:55:11.123-04:00Highlight
We lost, but I take pride in this one.
Bring on the pain
Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1080979191496506442004-04-03T02:59:00.000-05:002004-04-03T03:03:55.310-05:00Useless 10
1. What are you wearing now?
White oversized Hanes T Shirt and red basketball shorts
2. What are you listening to?
Beck - Everybody Gotta Learn Sometimes
3. What was the last thing you ate?
Taiwanese Sausage Rice
4. What time is it now?
2:55 AM
5. Where were you last night?
Gym
6. Favorite Color: Yellow
Number: 2
Place: Basketball Court
Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1080971799560122172004-04-03T00:56:00.000-05:002004-04-03T01:00:19.826-05:00Winning
So it all came down to this. I am thinking to myself, have I done enough? have I put everything into it? Is it worth all the effort? Have I spend enough time revising the gameplan? and am i ready for this?
I am anxious, tomorrow is the big day. It's not death, but it might as well be.
Oh, I am talking about basketball tournament in Purdue.
What? You were thinking that I was anxious Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1080550297376123382004-03-29T03:51:00.000-05:002004-03-29T03:55:44.780-05:00Strings That Tied To You
From the wrinkles on my forehead
To the mud upon my shoes
Everything's a memory
Strings that tied to you
I often found myself altering my memory to suit my mood, sometimes it's dark to heighten the mood, othertimes it's just plain black and white to emphasize on the blandness of my dour existence in Bloomington.
Today was black and white, the grass is not greener,Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1080197597840859852004-03-25T01:53:00.000-05:002004-03-25T01:57:26.560-05:00Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Brilliant, heartbreaking, thoughtful, bitter, collage, resentment, heartache, livid, memories, good and bad, connection, subdued Jim Carrey, sublime Kate Winslet, sneaky Elijah Wood, avuncular Tom Wilkinson, emo Mark Rufallo, bubbly Kirsten Dunst.
When all of this click. It's brilliant.
I am still at lost of word trying to describe this movie, its Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1080032531997223912004-03-23T04:02:00.000-05:002004-03-23T04:05:38.093-05:00Hello Moto
I feel like California, baby eyes so blue
Did I just spent my weekend in LA?
It feels so surreal, I am finally back in Bloomington. The weather makes my spine hurt, but I was reeling in esctacy. He saw something in me, and it clicked. We lay down at night, spending hours in the dark talking about anything from everything.
It feels natural.
Now I feel like Carolina, I've splitRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1079683622784381242004-03-19T03:07:00.000-05:002004-03-19T03:10:23.263-05:00Tame Angeles
I expected more out of City of Angels, but everyone has turned organic apparently. The city DOES sleep, and West Hollywood is not as sleazy as everyone think. Yes, 99 percent of them is gay. It only mean that the street is cleaner, friendlier, and color coordinated apartment. What's so sleazy about that?
Club closed at 2AM, which is really wierd.
You can't smoke in a club, which Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1079598931612645962004-03-18T03:35:00.000-05:002004-03-18T03:38:59.576-05:00Hate, Fear, and Phobia, how I learn to live with them
Public speaking, having to explain myself, ran out of cigarettes, boredom, loneliness, unprotected sex, anytime my family member drop dead, lost touch with close friends, flight delay, recurring migraine, bad breath, ran out of battery, losing my Ipod, losing track of time, not punctual, stood up, dirty bed sheet, unanswered phonecalls, Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1079466044228178822004-03-16T14:40:00.000-05:002004-03-16T14:44:00.763-05:00Like
8 hours of sleep, Michael Moore, Two alarm clocks, my wireless keyboard and mouse, my big beer mug, The Shins new album 'Chutes Too Narrow', Shayla - my dog, basketball, basketball, basketball, basketball related news, basketball, basketball, Ipod, Six Feet Under, the luxury of being misunderstood, Vanilla Coke, long emails, non-sentimental poetry, Chuck Pahlaniuk, Radiohead, Elliott SmithRudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1079338645113604702004-03-15T03:17:00.000-05:002004-03-15T03:21:21.856-05:00Memory
This house is still haunted by you
You sneak up to me unsuspectingly, you put your hands around me and kissed my back. I said, "Let's build our world together".
That was five years ago, we were young then. I remember at night we would sit on our couch watching telly, I remember it was not anything interesting, but we just sat there snuggling with our three dogs. Fast forward now, the Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1079246405693692482004-03-14T01:40:00.000-05:002004-03-14T01:43:18.810-05:00Marriage
Where is the logic behind banning same sex marriage?
The argument from the right wing conservative goes something like this*: "Uh, by ruling against homosexual marriage, we are protecting the sanctity of heterosexual marriage, because the bible said so!"
If you remember, long time ago, in year 18blabla the English came up with separation of Church and State, which means, government Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-1079099602533424852004-03-12T08:53:00.000-05:002004-03-12T08:56:33.123-05:00Friendship
This post is bland, unsentimental, and god forbid, a sobless ode to my friends*.
You guys have no idea about my identity, maybe you tried to gauge information and create my assumed life based on assumption, but guys, whatever gay life that I lead, it's not because of your intolerance toward homosexuality, but rather my weak denial of my existence. It's our family culture, it's our Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599229.post-107904707747501592004-03-11T18:17:00.000-05:002004-03-12T01:04:31.186-05:00Angeles
So glad to meet you, Angeles
Today mark the mid-semester of the school year, tomorrow is spring break. I was staring at my dog and her eyes said, "Yup, bitch you're getting laid". I look at her and mime the word, "It's more than that babe, you should know me better." She growls, "I know you, you have a long history of losing interests after ten mins, you have the attention span of a Rudyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16017062543818765282noreply@blogger.com0