the sweet things you say and the bitterness you mean

[helvetius]

*finishes reading HP & the HBP*

*RESISTS THROWING THE BOOK OUT THE WINDOWS*

Oh, it's better than the last one, no doubt about that. No CAPITALS OD (frequent SHOUTING is bearable if it is done in a WHEE-crazy-gleam-in-eyes-non-wangst sort of way?), the second half was interesting enough to keep one reading till five in the morning and well, no more doggy deaths. So what's wrong, you ask? Two words.

Pink. Hair.

URGH.

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Not exactly monsoon weather we're having these days. I pine for rainstorms in the nights since all we get recently are half-hearted efforts that end too quickly (we joke that it's almost like the rain clouds are in a hurry to cover the SEA area in a night). But the afternoons aren't too bad. Bright, overly sunny, where everything seems to be washed in yellow-white light.

(Dr. Why would tsk, lecture that humans living nearer to the equator may have developed yellow-tinged cataracts and remind me that what one sees isn't quite the same as what another person sees. Damn, I'm going to miss the man.)

Saaa~ It makes me want to dress up, wear gorgeous shoes and head off to a cafe in town where I will do nothing but sit, sulk and stare at people through over-sized sunglasses.

Maybe tomorrow.

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[loaswearargyle.livejournal.com]

I pine for rainstorms in the night since all we get recently are half-hearted efforts that end too quickly ...

When I was fourteen, my mother and I took a train to the East coast of America. We cut through the Ohio Valley and up towards Michigan, both easily among the greenest and oldest places here. I woke up on the train one night to find a thunderstorm raging as we sped along the tracks through farmland. I went to the viewing car and every lighting flash highlighted the sky film noir; telephone poles and fences roared past in hideous shapes, disappearing into black. The rain pelted the windows until another lightning flash. I watched this until we left the storm.

I don't know if I can emphasis just how cool that was. One of these days, I'll visit someplace with monsoons and stay up all night watching them. :3

[helvetius.livejournal.com]

I'm lucky, my kitchen faces an area where there are no high rise buildings for the next few kilometres. When it rains, the skies turn red during the night and that's when I like to switch off all the lights and stand by the kitchen's windows staring at lighting and getting wet.

Yes, storms are cool.

[loaswearargyle.livejournal.com]

I get off work around four in the morning and drive a half-hour out of the city to my parents house in the middle of nowhere. I have seen more shooting stars than I think is fair. I'm hogging all of them, I don't care.

[helvetius.livejournal.com]

I am jealous.

... you fish monger. *grins*

[petronia.livejournal.com]

I'm uploading the Depeche Mode KROQ Christmas acoustic concert for you, it's the most awesome thing I've heard all week. XD

[loaswearargyle.livejournal.com]

Have you heard the Tom Waits / Peter Murphy (from Bauhaus) Christmas collaboration?

[petronia.livejournal.com]

...Actually I have. "Christmas Sucks", that the one? XD

[loaswearargyle.livejournal.com]

That's the one!

[helvetius.livejournal.com]

Sankyuu. :)