when the emperor looks naked, the emperor IS naked. the truth and a lie are not sort of the same thing. and there is no aspect, no facet, no moment of life that can’t be improved with pizza. thank you. ~ daria

sorry if i seem to have slid off the face of the planet these past few days [svllee: will email you over the weekend!] but ever since some projects on the other side of the world that so has my name scribbled all over it got confirmed, i have been a complete nutcase. everything due in the next three months must and shall be completed in the next two weeks, even if i have to become all crackpot witch over it. blood shall spill, i tell you. screw the tears and sweat, dammit, I WANT TO SEE BLOOD! BLEARTTTTT!!!

now you know why i don’t do the whole blogging about office conspiracy shit.

weather getting to my head, man. see, and there are still dumbells out there who don’t know what climate change is, and scratching their arses wondering why the hell is the afternoons hot and nights rainy in the bloody month of march. years and years i have been telling people about all the global warming shit. stacks of research. and now i have skeptics. and not even real scientist skeptics. at least they’re entertaining. no, i have to get the greasy skeptics with more than enough air between their ears to fill a weather balloon with! oh great, now i’ve turned environmental witch. congratulations. on a friday pulak tu. happy now?

been watching american idol. oh my god, another american idol review blogger? well, since i am not a fat salty (i was going to say greasy, but i already used that adjective and i have plenty more words to spread the love, baby) couch potato, i don’t have astro at home, so you really cannot hold the other channels against me, man. besides monday night crime sitcoms and sunday night battleground earth, american idol is the only one that is worth my supper time attention these days.

so yea, from my point of view, none of the guys this season wows me, i already picked my fav girls to catfight it out at the finals (siobhan and didi) and between ellen and paula, i think they share half a brain each. come on, man. pick someone who can really screw these kids up for whining on stage. like suze orman. woohoo! get suze and simon to judge together. now that would make good tv!

i leave you to the weekend with some videos of the brilliant sungha jung, an acoustic fingerstyle guitarist from south korea who’s just super wow.

i knowww…!!! fingerstyle guitarists. there is actually such a thing. and this is what happens when you put the lot of them together:

as usually, this is me wishing you all a zen weekend, fellow humans.

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