Seven years of misfortunes
Posted on December 17th, 2009 by monsoux
I broke a glass, he broke a six feet tall mirror. Then he spilled a glass of red wine on my white covers and couch. What should I do?
True to life, in Sinaia
Posted on December 14th, 2009 by monsoux
What was the 20 something female guard in the supermarket wearing today? A black t-shirt reading “security services PMS”.
What is the difference
Posted on December 8th, 2009 by monsoux
I don’t feel like I have anything to share. I feel like I have nothing to share. Does purposelessness exist as a word? And no, I am not currently depressed.
Release the critic
Posted on December 2nd, 2009 by monsoux
Or just another movie inventory, as it were.
The Line of Beauty is a British Angels in America, which means there are a lot of people in this BBC series dying of AIDS, living in sin, coming to terms with their sexuality, otherwise disorders or society; the playwright gets to use “darling” more abundantly, and the cast director has to find an appropriate actress for the part of the Iron Lady. I have enjoyed the whole series with a home cooked meal, a bottle of wine, and a lot of cuddling. Really an enjoyable session, were it only for the pretty face of Dan Stevens, to boot from.
This next review is about “another German production without any sense, the whole film is boring and really not worth seeing it” as its so far only IMDB reviewer puts it. And I couldn’t disagree more. I’ll give you that, you most probably need an appropriate mind climate to go through this movie, but I think it is worth. I was surprised in a pleasant way with the very well constructed cinematography (and a special thumbs up for the director of photography). The story starts like your regular joke with a three situation/character plot: Pink, a poetess, has three lovers. She has looks and social status and success and love when she decides to lead a virtuous life from that moment on. That is without renouncing any of those things she has.
OK. I must have been bitten with this vampire-mania, too, because I have decided to catch up with the Twilight trilogy (is it?). More explicitly, with the first two releases, you know them: Twilight and The Twilight Saga: New Moon. I’ll spare you the “modern, visual, and visceral Romeo and Juliet story”, she’s a human he’s a vampire affair, you know the stereotype. This is all eye-candy, brain washing, eye-candy and more eye candy. And some special effects. The kind of things that first makes me wonder if there is something wrong with me, and then, later, pops up this idea that I should turn the whole thing into some formal research, just to justify my otherwise unaccountable obsession.
Other sleepless nights were spent on axn.ro where I have been watching Genesis, a Spanish spoken CSI, and Being Human, where a vampire (again!), a werewolf and a ghost try to fit in.
Until next time!
Just my luck!
Posted on December 2nd, 2009 by monsoux
Emperor’s Poem of the Four Seasons - Results
This is what the emperor has to say about you life path. It is only a high level snapshot and may not be entirely true. Have fun and do not forget to tell your friends about.
Born on the emperor’s knee
You will have to very work hard
But you may not achieve much success
You will have just enough for food and clothes
Have to work very hard when young
By middle age, you will be exhausted
However old age brings wealth
From here.
Macro
Posted on November 29th, 2009 by monsoux
Why do I get to see so clearly the power plug and carpet pattern down on the floor in your dick shot? Oh, wait! Why do I get to see your dick shot?
Supplementary endowment
Posted on November 29th, 2009 by monsoux
So there I was, left with the laundry I had not … initiated. If it were by me, the dirty laundry business would have not been started at all that day. But I digress. So there I was, ranting about all these t-shirts one should wash inside out and about all these socks some men just place in the washing machine like an all together unwashable bud. Everybody knows these are the basic rules of washing. And everybody who knows them respects them. So how come some boyfriends chose to ignore them? Again? But I digress. Remember these gay designer briefs with white round dots increasing in size from the waste as they descend to, well, down there? And remember my point about how these briefs are designed to make your dick look bigger? And remember how you said “Really? I doesn’t look any bigger to me”? “I was totally unaware”, you said.
There I was, laughing. At a closer look not only these briefs had small plastic fake black diamonds on them! they also had a cup, a pouch, very much like a push up bra. Why? Oh, why? trust me, your dick is large enough.
Cunning lingua
Posted on November 29th, 2009 by monsoux
Can anybody explain how a bottom can be a stud? Or even better you can explain it directly to the guy using the oxymoron in his profile: “Hey! im a 23 years old bottom stud… if u wanna know me text me here…”
LATER EDIT: this reminds me of the guys well over their 30s and whose nicks contain “boy”… WTF?!
Game
Posted on October 30th, 2009 by monsoux
Can you spot which coin is not money?
Can you tell me what it is?
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