Cathairs, the universe and everything

...or rather, three professions I would love to try out but two of them seem very unlikely. I will let you guess which one is the most pos...

Photo taken from here. Then one day I realised that I have books for bookcrossing everywhere. EVERYWHERE. I am not kidding. And I ha...

The DVD in which I saved all my data before my laptop died cannot be read by any PC. I still have some of those things in other CDs , but ...

Music: System of a Down: Toxicity. If I was my character, Dorian, I would have gone out hunting. The night is deliciously cold and ...

Scraping the bottom of the barrel. That's what it feels like anyway. But the barrel is situated in the middle of hell, godsdammit. ...

Once there was a wisdom tooth that like most teeth resided inside a mouth. That mouth happened to be a dirty mouth accompanying a mind jus...

A recent party at Bios. Cosplay (or costume-play, for those not really accustomed with the term) is the ideal chance to wear outrageous a...

What bugs me lately is that in order to decipher, unravel, make sense of something one must be a dispassionate observer. BUT. That's e...

My father is alive, though far from ok. So are we. Alive, but far from ok. La-la-la...

My father has a generous bout of pneumonia. I don't think he'll live.

Surrealism still rules. My father is in a very weird condition. He tries to prove to us that he is still fine and perfectly capable...

It seems that every person who has contacted me lately seems intent on one single very particular thing: busting my balls. It's also i...

About dawn break. The ship approaching. Soon. I am nettled by the feeling there are things just beyond my reach. Human beings, me incl...