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i heard take that made a comeback album sans robbie williams. that is good news, since if there are projects without robbie william, it is always a welcoming news. to this day, i could not believe of all the guys in that band robbie made it 'big' -- or at least got the most and lasting exposure. everytime mr. williams appeared on my television screen i could not help this involuntary knee-jerk reaction to empty my stomach's content right on the living room carpet. this has happened four times. out of which three are imaginary and one is real. also, i suspect partially the sushi i had eaten five minutes prior was to be blamed, but since i am blinded by my disgust with mr. williams, i shall overlook that bad sushi and blame it fully on robbie williams. now with the release of rudebox...fuck you, mr. williams.
back to take that - since take that is back, it only means one thing...gary barlow..yes, gary barlow. that's all i'm saying.
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i hate you! you! and you! and you! and you! and..no, wait..you, i like. you can sit next to me, but YOU!! fuck YOU! i especially hate YOU! you disgust me and your mother smells like squirrel's fart! FUCK YOU!
there. the anger is dissipating.
i'm off to bed now.
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there are so much that i want to write, however with the very little creativity and dismal writing skills that i possess, i fear this post -like the rest- will be as dull, trite, predictable and purely superficial. alas, this won't be a lustrous post filled
with juice insight to my life.
two weeks ago, i purchased a few books, mark haddon's new book a bother spot, patrick suskind's perfume, lee tulloch's fabulous nobodies, and penguin classic book selection brother grimm's fairy tales. i notice this trend i practice in book selection, books that i purchased were all months (if not years) past its 'hot' status, and almost all of them are either on the top of the best-seller's list (at one point or another), or it was extremely well-known. once, i would wish to dare myself and pick an obscure book with an average looking book cover (say what you will, i judge a book by its cover), written by a little known author. that would be neat, but given my highly discriminatory personality, i tend to let others experiment with new authors and writing style while only dipping my toe in when i know for sure it is a (more or less) solidly written and appealed to a rather large crowd.
also, i've been having flashbacks to some italian phrases that i've learnt many months ago (that i've abandoned in favour of french), and i am incredibly drawn to learning italian again. french bores me now.
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