December 30, 2013

FRENCH HOUSE IS SO TROPICAL

Working in retails during the holiday means constant blaring of holiday music in the ears. The night is not so silent now if Rudolf can't decide whether "his" Christmas blue is caused by over-laboring or gender confusion. Beside, it's so damn cold outside baby, I can't wait to roast your chestnuts and go fah la lah la lah all over your face. And no, you are not all I want for Christmas, I also want your lovers and all your lovers' revenge, maybe an iPad too. Yes, they manage to throw in a Lady Gaga song once in a while to change the mood. Amen to that. Whether or not you work in retails, you need to break away from an overdose of holiday music, unless you're one of  those people who listen to O Tannenbaum in May just because you can (e.g. my sister.) With that in mind, I offer you a mix of very tropical French house for your listening pleasure. Enjoy!


December 21, 2013

THE LOVER AND THE HOLIDAY

Holiday Balls
The 21st of December is the shortest day of the year. The lack of sunlight makes me feel like a tragic babushka lamenting over burnt potatoes. Thanks to the glorious spirit of the holiday's commercialization that I can live my excitement vicariously through the experience of others. This girl just bought her mom a 7'' tablet; I'd prefer it somewhere in a neighborhood of 9'' and above, but I guess that will do for the time being. Another girl got a big bag of Christmas beignets, deep-fried to a golden delicious crisp. Hark! Nobody cares about the correlation between a low caloric diet and longevity anymore. For me, I want no tablet nor grease, I just want to bring my lover home and have a very merry gathering with the rest of my family. Below are several possible reasons why I can't. Pick one for your entertainment.

November 5, 2013

DOCTOR COMIC - PART 4

Source: Chainsawsuit
When you're done with undergraduate education, what do you usually do? I know this girl who went straight to medical school after an exotic vacation along the coast of Vietnam (the flight took 27 hours, one way.) Other people got married and flooded Facebook with artsy wedding photos (I wasn't invited.) Another guy fought with his dad then stabbed him multiple times (he looked startled in his online mugshot.) Oh so many juicy details that I could babble about all day, so I don't have to talk about myself.

You probably remember my rants on the medical school application a while back. Now when I think about it, that time was actually quite fuzzy and fluffy like a fat country baby eating peaches off the hard wood floor. Maybe I should have complained a little bit less? But ranting makes me feel so good, so that's what I'm gonna do.


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