I don’t know what I’m high on right now. I cannot sit still. Cannot stop grinning. Cannot stop swaying my body. Cannot write properly.
What is it?!
The euphoria from sending out one article after another?
Or the craziness from lack of sleep. (Four hours a night for the past two nights. Panda, much?)
Or the amusement from the (literal) roll-on-the-floor laughter last night, thanks to:
Or the sugar high from the expired chocolate bar I just forced myself to finish.
Or the itchiness from the mossie bites I’m incurring right now as I’m typing this.
Or the resonance with the wonderful local play “Food, Sex and Death” KT and I watched tonight.
Or the intensity of my stare (think Tim Burton’s ‘Stain Boy’) at my current fingernails now:
French manicure! Me! Who would have thought I'm capable of such femininty?!
Or the thrill from having finished one book and starting on three this week. Ambitious, much?
Or the finalisation of my long lone trip to Nepal:
Or the happiness from this week’s new musical discoveries such as Adem, The Temper Trap, Tunng and The Long Lost. Awesome music is BIG LOVE!
Ahhhhhhhh
OK bye. I should stop my drunk-blogging nao. OK hai! Bye!
Love,
Stain Boy
