Bad case....very BAD case...

The author of this BLOG is suffering from a BAD CASE - A VERY BAD CASE - of WRITERS BLOCK!

Sigh....

Stay tuned!

Ah JOY!

If a picture can describe my feeling(s) NOW...

It would be THIS!



Sigh...

Something died in me...

I have a huge gaping hole - dead center.

Have you ever read The Sandman? It's a Graphic Novel or comics by Neil Gaiman. Well, the first ever issue or Precious Than Rubies or Preludes and Nocturnes..1 - 8 writes that The Sandman (or Dream or Morpheus, the prince of stories, the lord of dreams) was kidnapped or summoned and then kidnapped by a bunch of (haha) lunatics for of course, personal gain.

Though, Dream wasn't their intended victim - it was supposed to be his sister, Death - but Death is a tricky one, as well as Dream, Well I have no idea why Death dind't come or maybe she was busy and then Dream was vulnerable thus the kidnapping.

Anyways, Dream had three things - his mask, his sandbag, and his sigil - a ruby - bigger or maybe like that of an egg. He was imprisoned by lunatics for 3 score years and ten.

70 freaking years and that time he was weakened and lil' by lil' his powers grew weak as well.

Like THAT!

I feel weak now. I do have a huge gaping hole in my chest. You can see right through me - haha!

Jokes on me - but then again, I need to move this silly emotional thing from my brain into the outside world. SO THAT my readers and not to mention my listeners tomorrow afternoon.

BITCH!

Oh darn...the world is a vampire..and I'm not going to let it suck me dry.

A lil' sip maybe BUT not gonna let it suck me dry...

Last Night, Today and (please God) let's hope there won't be a tomorrow of UNGODLY misadventures...

Last night was this years pageant for the MISS of the city. And so again it proved - and I as well proved it - that women are always stereotyped as the weak one.

Yes, of course, battling for one darn crown and for what? The name, the fame, the popularity? SUREEEE!

OK fine, sure, they DID say that she'll represent the whole city and be an ambassador (sadress - whatever) of goodwill and happy tidings and whatever they can think of - why can't they just be Mother Theresa?

The joy of being in the media is that aside from of course the death threats and bomb threats galore that (for sure) eventually I will get - just give me time - is that I get to be on the front freaking row - last NIGHT I was at the front freaking row of the pageant.

It's nice being there and the photographers take pictures of you like you're someone FAMOUS (infamous on my part, thank you) and then you get to see the darn pageant in front of you as in! The women were out early and they were in night gowns, party dresses and hell bikinis - which totally sucked.

I have never in my entire life - as a human being and immortal - watched a pageant from start to finish AND not to say the least enjoyed it. NEVER. I just drop by at the end part or almost end part to see who's more brainy than beauty and brawn.

And so, the women did the death march - I was thinking Japanese that time when they showcased their huge butts and boobies here and there. I didn't like. Some smiled and some didn't and some just totally smiled for the sake of smiling and HOPING at the back of their minds that they might win because they have great teeth and huge bicuspids and were just plain bored. Haha!

The bikini part came - or swim wear to make it NOT sound silly and pornographic - the women did the march of death AGAIN clad only on what looked like darn lil' clothing that I think was made just for them or made to order or whatever you may call it. The women just smiled again and everyone was bored, even I was - and now I know I'm bored because I'm talking and ranting in circles.

BUT really, I don't have my muse right now. HE (because I'm gay, thank you) isn't no were near me or my ethereal domain or whatever.

BUT then again, let's move on since we've already started this why not finish the darn thing? Since I have opened the can of worms - then I'll just go use it and fish.

Local pageant would totally pale in comparison with the international pageants. Because - among other reasons - of financial matters. Obviously, we all need it for a lot of things and I prayed that last night the contestants would have AT LEAST shaved and/or waxed they pretty asses - so that NONE will have black linings on their butts!

Yeah, as gay as this sounds, and please don't take this as insecurity or whatever, but since you're wearing a bikini WHY NOT go home and bring the darn bacon?

The night ended like a bug flattened on the windshield of a car. PERIOD. SPLAT. BLOOD! Blahhhh and whatever.

So, I didn't enjoy it.

This morning, I woke up early, just for me to meet the president of the country. FINALLY! I have seen her and I was UP CLOSE - well 10 steps anyways. And I even got to talk to a royal guard, hahahahaha!

OK, I don't want to make any political bullcrap or whatever, because I don't like it. BUT, the joy of seeing your country's leader and speaking in your native tongue is a great thing. Yeah, sure, she may have some issues - LIKE YOU AND ME, so says my imaginary friend. - but still she is the president of the country and everything else follows.

I'm not in my best today. I trusted someone and then all I got in return was getting bitched at. SO THERE! The joy of it all. Never trust anyone so says the the lord.

deep heavy sigh.

among other things, I have confessed to my dear ol' cousin about the DEED that I DID just recently - and he SAYS that it's OK. It won't make me less of a human being just for doing that.

For the millionth time, I'm NOT doing well today. I'm just here for the mean time to do something and that I did. I am a boring old twat!!!!!!!!!!!

OK! I have to stop writing..

I suck, but tomorrow I hope I won't be!

Just bear with me....

I took a Valium and I didn't sleep...

So, then again, here I am at the café..with nothing to do AND nothing to THINK of doing...

GAWD!

Yesterday, was KIND OF OK for me. I went to the radio station manager in which I'll be DJ'ing at the local radio station here in town..hahahaha!

Also, I kinda had fun yesterday ON MY OWN...and then again, I don't know what to right...

Darn...