It’s the end of the first semester for 2004 and I’m heading into the winter break. It lasts for about a month before I head back for my second semester. This means I have about a month of free time to do non-university related stuff. Ever since I started my second year, my social life has been relegated to lower ...

What do you get when you cross Italian progressive house with power metal chords? DEATH HOUSE I’m kidding. But this is what I came up with. Enjoy. Posted by Dan @ 05:32 PM AST [Link] Replies: 1 Comment Dan, just thought I would let you know that I like the tune. Get a few more together and throw them up ...

The streets were quiet that Saturday night when I walked down the road looking for the girl who had run off. I was coming down from an initial alcoholic high where I was grimacing with each foul shot of Smirnoff vodka and lemonade (it was late, and there was little left in the way of drinks). Now I was feeling ...

Once again, the speakers and amplifier were set up in the living room, the furniture being cleared out and shifted outside. The outdoor furniture was adorned with drink bottles. A carton of 24 Red Bulls sat in the fridge. Shotglasses had been lined up, tumblers were filling with soft drink and snacks had been put out on display.   The ...

It’s somewhat chilling to be the only one in the house sometimes. Ever since all of my housemates moved out a couple of weeks ago, I’ve been the only one in my share-house. The other rooms in the five-bedroom residence are all empty and the only trace of life comes from my room. My room is situated on one extreme ...

There are few other times where I feel the most relaxed and content than just exiting a steam-filled bathroom after taking a hot shower. Just the feeling of absolute cleanliness, the smell of deodorised soap on the skin and the warmth of previously-worn clothes now donned again, this time against a heated body. It is also the time when I ...

Two and a half weeks ago I took my mobile in for service, since the battery on the phone died and wouldn’t recharge itself. The warranty was still active, so I won’t be charged for it. I was told that the phone would be returned in a week’s time. I figured I could live for a week without a phone ...

life hath dulled itself upon the rough surface of sloth. Beware, unwary goodfolk, for there be marshy depths that await in the journey ahead. Nothing seems to satisfy me but the tinkling of ice as it tumbles into an empty glass, and the hissing of New Zealand Karloff — an inferior but effective brand of vodka — being poured in, ...

I’m tired. The flashing lights serve to annoy rather than stimulate. The music is too fast, not loud enough, not enough bass. I feel as though I am surrounded by enemies. I feel a tap on my shoulder. Behind me is a dishevelled man who yells something that sounds like “Where have you been?” at me, an inane, maniacal grin ...

Can’t stop writing reviews about Ghost World. I only saw Steve Buscemi going hardcore when Edo rented out the DVD. Funny as hell. Edo’s thinking of getting into the comics. I might do the same. Not doing much at the moment. Semester break ends this week, and I’ll be back in uni by Monday. New Crush: Scarlett Johansson