Han: I wish you would start myopic boy up again. I need something good to read.

Why aren't you going to have the internet next semester, Meekz?

That is a great name for a book. Please don't call me human. Where is Vin? Yeah ...

I want to create diagrams of people gradually colliding over a period of time.

... yet to be successfully performed... It needs a couple more years in R&D. Ragingly, I'm one of those pragmatic inventors. Wang Shuo's Please don't call me human is my next read.

Han: I remember the day you invented the hug-punch.

Reading Glamorama, the best line so far: The hero is tied up and about to be beaten up (again) and the bad guy is giving him a sermon. ""hey!", something snapped inside me, "spare me"." Instead of "fuck you, you
fucking fuck!". At first glance, I'm calling the hero inept, chronically forgetful and promiscuous in the best way. He has fucked three invariably attractive women so far. And then the books littered with pop lyrics like "we'll slide off the surface of things" from a U2 song. It's refers to the mainstream alot, using it as the language for alienation.

I have no choice but to read fast! If I want to get all the reading done that I want to do, I have to go at quick pace. I am about to email you, Han See of the clan McSee.

You read unbelievably fast, Joli. That amazes me.

American Psycho is one of my favourite books. I read it in a day. Then read it again.

Sorry it took me so long. I had a virus. Then my computer did. We will be well one day. More to come.

Sooo

Everything's all good. Been plowing through the Bret Easton Ellis. American Psycho is sick and funny. I'm onto The Informers. Public Libraries in London are the shit, specifically my public library, I have fast internet and three bins of graphic novels (ie: comics). I could stay here all night. They'd be bold and kick me out around closing time though, I'm not that attractive.

Did people understand what I was saying in my last post? I'm always talking about closure this and that, but it's all strictly different stuff, I like to use it as a point of reference for alot of issues that have to do with art and expression.

I appreciate everyone's concern. I sometimes don't know whether I'm coming or going. Like I said, it's good to have a point of reference. So um drop me an email you plenitude of dudes...

Um I just got an error message when I attempted to publish this post, it appears we've run out of space. So I say we should purge all the archives. I'd like to keep a record myself, so I'll delete all the archives after I make a copy (I don't have a zip disk or floppy disk right now, later on...)

Thanks for the birthday wishes. Meeks: It might be true. I hope it isn't. I go through a variety of moods. In high school I was generally depressed, regretting stuff, but these days when I become depressed, I cherish it. Because I look at myself when I'm depressed. It doesn't make sense to avoid certain feelings. I think it's unhealthy when you decide to live in the past. It sounds like leaving the past behind is necessary to alleviate depression. That may be the case with me. Coming to an understanding with the past is necessary to "move on".

But I keep asking myself what is closure? I realise that certain doors in relationships will not be open for me because I ask for different things from a person. But it is a fascinating thought. For instance, the closer we - two people - move together the more the suggested intimacy. This is in a casual situation. So can you have an intimate relationship with someone without actually touching the person? I realise this is similar to the role of a teacher and a pupil. But in these scenes, the teacher and the pupil are not necesserily clear-cut. Sometimes I'm the teacher and sometimes I'm the pupil.

So I've thought about this. I've realised it kind of roundabout. That I might have a fear of touching. That body language and verbal communication complement each other. That while there may be ways of saying the same things in gesture and speech, they will never be understood in the same way by the receiver.

I finished reading Rules of Attraction lately. I'm moving through all of Bret Easton Ellis' novels this summer.

I have not made headway on that autobiographical thing. I'm traveling back to Malaysia in September for the forseeable future. I will miss alot of things about London. I will forget alot of things, too. The 3 years will dull in my head but I hope the scuffs and shines won't lose their lustre.