Somehow just remembered the photo Yian took of the bluetackmen during Valentines Day. And yeah somehow just thinking back. Should've hit me by now the appending doom in a few weeks time, but sadly (without regret) my subliminal (the irony) solipsism still believes that I would be able to handle the blast of EOY (or whatever they call it now, EYA?)s rolling down the alley straight to me. Or the gutter. Guess the collision'll be inevitable despite foreseeing attempts of elusion being in vain. For now, like the ostrich, I'd be much more comfortable stuffing my head in the soil. At least I wouldn't see what hit me.

All the best for the positive outlook, time to dig in.

Labels: Ramblings