I miss my backyard. Its infested by two rabbits. Its a cute infestation.
When they get released into the garden, they scatter.
I'm like, come back! I want to hold one of you, and feed you a leaf.

Hey kid, want a balloon?

They all float...

I just had to put it up! =P

Me very excite cos of this! Hot Air Balloon Fiesta! Heading there on Saturday! Feeling like a lil' kid again when it comes to balloons! I think hot air balloons are the coolest things ever after the vacuum cleaner! I wonder if I'll get to ride in one... Theres only one way to find out!

Pic stolen from the main site! Don't sue! =P

Sesame!

I think they could take Sesame seeds off the market and I wouldn't even care.

I can't imagine five years from now saying, "Damn, remember Sesame seeds? What happened? All the buns are blank!" They're gonna have to change that McDonald's song: "Two all-beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions, on a... bun."

How's a Sesame seed stick to a bun? That's fuckin' magical! There's got to be some Sesame seed glue out there! Either that, or they're adhesive on one side. "Take the Sesame seed out, remove the backing, place it on the bun. Now your bun will look spectacular."

What does a Sesame seed grow into? I don't know; we never gave them a chance!

What the fuck is a Sesame? It's a street!

It's a way... to open shit! Open Sesame!

Project Nuevo

missing her.

This is just going to be a filler post. Didn't come in this morning with something clever to blog about.

Training has been going pretty awesome. Been keeping to it and the many expectations I have when it comes to getting fully pumped at the end of a workout propels me forward. Looking back at my younger years, it's funny how I finally got myself into fitness. Fitness to me back then was like chewing cardboard. Now it has become a part of me that I don't think I can live without...

Also, been having a steady flow of juices flowin from the medula oblongatas with tonnes of plans for the things to come. Definitely going to be getting more financial projects in motion. Projects with bigger returns in the end. Fingers crossed.

Say your name. Try to speak as clearly as you can.

You know everything gets written down. Nod your head.

Just in case they could be watching. With their shiny satellite.

Turn it up. Listen to the shit they pump into your head.

Filling you with apathy. Hold your breath.

Wait until you know the time is right on time. The end is near.

I hope they cannot see...