astrodominie.wordpress.com
i sing it loud and clear | The Thick Plottens
https://astrodominie.wordpress.com/2011/03/24/i-sing-it-loud-and-clear
8220;I want to shake off the dust of this one-horse town. I want to explore the world. I want to watch TV in a different time zone. I want to visit strange, exotic malls…I want to live, Marge! Won’t you let me live? 8221; – Homer Simpson. I sing it loud and clear. Anyway, the list blogs aren’t going to happen very often. Famous last words, perhaps, but one must endeavour. They used to be the exception and not the rule but then it got too easy to slip back into it. It’s time to activate my social life.
astrodominie.wordpress.com
to be where i’m going in the sunshine of your love | The Thick Plottens
https://astrodominie.wordpress.com/2011/03/25/to-be-where-im-going-in-the-sunshine-of-your-love
8220;I want to shake off the dust of this one-horse town. I want to explore the world. I want to watch TV in a different time zone. I want to visit strange, exotic malls…I want to live, Marge! Won’t you let me live? 8221; – Homer Simpson. To be where i’m going in the sunshine of your love. Or stuff like Metallica that I enjoy depending on my mood? And songs like Lollipop and Club Can’t Handle Me that pop up despite by best intentions? Planet Funk’s Chase The Sun: 1800 times. This is followed by a motley ...
astrodominie.wordpress.com
i throw my hands up in the air sometimes | The Thick Plottens
https://astrodominie.wordpress.com/2011/05/29/i-throw-my-hands-up-in-the-air-sometimes
8220;I want to shake off the dust of this one-horse town. I want to explore the world. I want to watch TV in a different time zone. I want to visit strange, exotic malls…I want to live, Marge! Won’t you let me live? 8221; – Homer Simpson. I throw my hands up in the air sometimes. It’s been a bit of a blurry few days but I feel like I’ve come to conclusions about Life and Myself and other Profound things, leaving me a little confused and a lot pleased. I throw my hands up in the air sometimes. Fill in you...
astrodominie.wordpress.com
after a brief hiatus | The Thick Plottens
https://astrodominie.wordpress.com/2012/09/13/after-a-brief-hiatus
8220;I want to shake off the dust of this one-horse town. I want to explore the world. I want to watch TV in a different time zone. I want to visit strange, exotic malls…I want to live, Marge! Won’t you let me live? 8221; – Homer Simpson. After a brief hiatus. So I am back! Over a year later, after blogging intermittently (if less than five posts can be called a blog) at an undisclosed location with three faithful readers (shout-outs to Su, Parvathi, and Anika! It was filed under happiness is a warm gun.
articulate-scribbles.blogspot.com
Delicious Ambiguity: June 2011
http://articulate-scribbles.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html
Between the Dark of Dusk, and the Light of Dawn. Http:/ articulate-scribbles.blogspot.com/. Jun 6, 2011. Succumb to that voice in your heart, the one that says it’s time,. Succumb to heading towards where that voice leads you,. Succumb to that emotion budding deep in you, the one you know you will find exhilarance in,. Succumb to the feel of the soft, warm grains of sand beneath your feet,. Succumb to the feel of the moistness in the sand, as you walk further, towards that glorious sun in the distance,.
articulate-scribbles.blogspot.com
Delicious Ambiguity: September 2013
http://articulate-scribbles.blogspot.com/2013_09_01_archive.html
Between the Dark of Dusk, and the Light of Dawn. Http:/ articulate-scribbles.blogspot.com/. Sep 5, 2013. To love at all. It started so simple, a cheerful introduction. I gave you a smile, but you wanted my words. A phrase,a dialog, conversations that never ran cold. I gave you my words, but you wanted my art. A melody, a lyric, emotions immortalised in song. I gave you my art, but you wanted my heart. To hold on, I tried, but you wanted it all. I gave you my heart, but you wanted my soul. To love at all.
articulate-scribbles.blogspot.com
Delicious Ambiguity: February 2011
http://articulate-scribbles.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html
Between the Dark of Dusk, and the Light of Dawn. Http:/ articulate-scribbles.blogspot.com/. Feb 25, 2011. And she puts on warpaint,. So no one can see the scars,. And she paints a happy smile across her mouth,. So no one looks into her eyes and realizes she is anything but. I'm only laughing on the outside / My smile is just skin deep /. If you could see inside I'm really crying / You might join me for a weep. Links to this post. Feb 16, 2011. An update after a long hiatus. This should explain it :).
wenisaynothing.blogspot.com
Quest for Thought: In and Up.
http://wenisaynothing.blogspot.com/2011/06/in-and-up.html
By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest.". I hate this helpless feeling. This horrible horrible feeling that makes you look at the phone every 5 minutes to check if there's a message/email. This terrible feeling when you realize it was the trick of light on the screen of the phone, and not an attempt by someone to get in touch with you. Today, I'm giving in. I'm giving up. Nav : D...
wenisaynothing.blogspot.com
Quest for Thought: June 2011
http://wenisaynothing.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html
By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest.". I hate this helpless feeling. This horrible horrible feeling that makes you look at the phone every 5 minutes to check if there's a message/email. This terrible feeling when you realize it was the trick of light on the screen of the phone, and not an attempt by someone to get in touch with you. Today, I'm giving in. I'm giving up. The ret...
wenisaynothing.blogspot.com
Quest for Thought: Bac on a Mac
http://wenisaynothing.blogspot.com/2011/07/bac-on-mac.html
By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest.". Bac on a Mac. I promised myself, that the day I bought my macbook, I'd start writing again. Today, is that day. If I were a different person, I'd be ending that last sentencewith exclamation marks, but understated and well moderated individual that I am, I delivered that news with a polite smile and twinkling eyes :). More soon, more often.
