RETURN OF FARTMAN!

March You Little Furballs

It's been a really harrowing coupla weeks, considering I've been having recurring dreams. Of course, for those whom I've actually confided in, it's not about the content of the dreams, but rather the subject. Anyhow, I'm hoping that this bottle of wine that Ah Ming generously gave to me, plus the beautiful dreamcatcher (it's the first I've ever gotten in my life) from Lizzie, will help ease the pain a little.

So Lizzie and I watched March of the Penguins today. In French. In case none of you know, I'm really proficient in French. I speak French like a native from Caen, after the Normandy invasion that is, so I might not actually be from Caen.

Anyways, it was really nice! I know Derrick was complaining about it being boring and what not, but really all of you know that he's just denying his true self. In 5 years you'll see Mel with someone else and derrick being flanked by... la la la. We'll leave that as an open discussion, for fear that Keong gets too freaked out.

The baby penguins were really very cuuuuute!! and if I could, I would buy a couple and stuff them into the freezer, occasionally taking one of em out for a stroll with Le Pooch. Ok that might be animal abuse, but... shhhh.. dun tell anyone. If they mate I'll cut u a really good deal.

Of course, the one thing that I realised was that whenever a penguin fell, be it an adult or a little tootsy, at least a couple of people would laugh. Of course there's nothing wrong in that, they look retarded, granted. However I was just wondering how it would look like to people who saw me fall when I was at Purdue and the snow was falling like a 2-year-old orgasm just waiting to burst. Interesting. Were they laughing at me like I was at the penguins? Interesting. Luckily I splashed the slush on the tudung. I still win, mothers!! ( this would apply to pple who know the story. I'm not proud of it really!)

Anyhow, the film ended rather amicably, with the family all surviving the winter. What utter bullshit. I bet they switched the babies or something. No way all three of them could've survived. Yeah I'm cynical, so sue me. If you have no fucking clue what I'm talking about, go watch, and learn.

I really hope my dream disappear soon. Something's getting to me about love, and I'm disturbed. I'm supposed to be enjoying myself, not falling in love again. BISH. Wake up little Suzie!

Till next time, goodbye world.

posted by Da Buffalo! @ 4:24 AM