I know I already posted this before, but I’m posting it again.
This has to be my all-time favourite commercial. I mean, c’mon - how can you watch that and not think life is just awesome.
Bule Gila
The comedic ramblings of a white boy lost in Indonesia
Fuck You, AirAsia!
… and your 130,000 IDR “Spoilage Fee”. Seriously, what the fuck does that even mean? Also, when I changed my luggage options to “none” (what I had chosen originally when I booked my ticket, before you arbitrarily decided to change it back) I did so to save money; charging me a “Spoilage Fee” that is three times the amount I was hoping to save is just plain douchebaggery. Fuck you. I fully intend on being an outright cunty customer on your faggy, overpriced plane.
And fuck you Mandela Airlines for having such a shitty website - which forced me to go to AirAsia in the first place.
Fuck. Just… fuck.
This is my favourite Kings of Leon song.
When I hear this song, I always think of it being the soundtrack to two lovers making love for the first time. It’s not because this song is terribly romantic. In fact, it’s the opposite: the song invokes feelings of danger and unease - the feeling of entering unknown territory. The same feeling one would get from seeing an approaching hurricane in the distance; the deafening silence and intense stillness in between that makes you feel both scared and alive.
That’s how the lovers feel in the song. What they have is so powerful, so strong; yet, they have no idea what will happen next. They have never been more excited and more afraid in their lives. All they have, their only comfort, is the immediacy of each others embrace. They have no choice but to live and love completely and totally in the moment.
It’s often in the dark unknown where we find the most meaning in life.
Ramblings, Part Deux.
I’ve just been informed that I need to continue typing in my inebriated state. Never one to disappoint fans, I shall continue to the best of my declining abilities.
So tonight I just had the hottest bus stop threesome I ever had (by Indonesian standards). By that, I mean I kissed my female roommate while her and I held hands with my other friend. I’m pretty sure we blew some minds with our crazy sexual openness.
In other news, Justice’s “D.A.N.C.E” is inspiring me to dance in a way no white person should ever dance. Seriously, I want to film a Napoleon Dynamite-esque video of me dancing to this song.
Oh yeah, I have an antique rifle in my bed. I bought it at a flea market. I can’t remember why.
Hey, I’m going to call it early: aside from “D.A.N.C.E”, Justice kind of sucks. Granted, I would probably like it a lot more if I could dance, or was on drugs, or was a sentient super-computer from a cheesy 90’s movie.
End communique.
P.S. I went to my co-worker’s wedding today and it just occurred to me that they might be having sex right now… which would be hilarious.
P.P.S. [co-worker], if you are are reading this, congratulations and ride that cock, girl!
P.P.P.S. I will totally not regret any of this tomorrow.
Ramblings.
I find it funny how the cockroach is considered the world’s most evolutionary advanced animal, yet it can be completely undone by knocking it onto its back. You would think evolution would have corrected that problem at some point, but no. I say this because there has been a cockroach slowly dying on its backside in front of my doorstep for the past two days. A normal person would probably sweep it up and throw it in the trash, but I’m incredibly spiteful towards that species of insect. Considering that cockroaches are damn near impossible to kill, I’d rather let it be so it can suffer as long as possible. God, I hope I never come into power someday…
By the way, I should probably mention that I’m quite drunk.
I’m currently downloading the new Weepies album and an old Justice album because my sister told me to download it a year ago but I am so cheap that I had I had to wait an entire year for the price to drop from $9.99 to $8.99.
Alright, no more drunken, incoherent ramblings. Sleep now, deleting posts tomorrow.
