Made by Hand

This post has balls. A lot of balls.

Remember when I told you about my herpes infection, and that I had a festering wound on my lip, and that I was in so much pain that you should just wake me up when September ends? Well, I forgot to tell you about my balls.Read More »


Fun Fact no.17

Ever since I turned 22 on a hot day in July, I’ve always wanted to write about my life at 22, how it’s turning out thus far. You know, like the At 21 number last year but on steroids, with a bit more meat and extra spicing on top. So when I went back to read what I had written, my first thought was, Christ! I should be shot at the back of the head for writing that.Read More »

Two yesterdays

Yesterday 1: A herpes Tuesday

Right now, I’m very jealous of the guy up on that carpeted stage. He’s a bespectacled slim fellow with swift-looking feet. He’s holding the microphone with a bony hand and he’s dancing this way and that, supplying the small choir with some vocal power. Sometimes at the chorus he lifts up a finger and points upwards and bends his knees and busts a move that makes me smile a little with all its jolliness. Jesus! A boy can dance.

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Chapel Tuesday

Because today was the first day of a new semester, I woke up with a start. I jogged, loaded my belly with caffeine and a banana, and then went to school. And, because mine is the sort of school to start their Emails with ‘Calvary greetings’, it was only logical that we kick off the term with a chapel meeting. Usually I don’t bother going, I only attend chapel when I have nothing to do or when I’m in the mood to listen to some uplifting hymn.

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Break time banter

A little over an hour ago I was knee deep into a piece that has to be ready before sun down tomorrow. It’s a story about a bike and a bag and watching the first draft take shape is the most heart-warming thing. I have a paltry 400 words to fork in and this is one of the few times I’m ahead of schedule, and I must say, time management doesn’t feel too bad.

Anyway, I’m on my break, which means that I have some time to make my weekly noise. And I’ll start with last Friday, when I stepped out and headed for the movie shop.Read More »

The fat kid on the hill

Not too long ago, I was snapped out of my lovely afternoon nap by my phone’s vibration. It was a text message, and it was from one of those jackpot games things. It’s legit. I know this because the number is short coded, and going by the number of texts they send, it could only be computer activated.

Usually I don’t mind this sort of thing, advertising and such. Just another person trying to make money in these capitalistic paths we tread. But I however have a bone to pick with this particular game. Read More »