try to make this cohesive.

banana split. managerie. anthropology. van wilder. custard. maggi. modem. flux. flexed. barf.

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i'm a picky fellow. i like having things my way, and if i don't have things my way, i usually try to make them go my way.

i'm also a very tired fellow. the statistics assignment is all but done and dusted and i can catch up on needed rest. and watch lost and boston legal without feeling too guilty.

i'm quite relieved that we've got a one week break next week.

one more month, eh?

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i don't know what i'm saying here. i've got to post it so that it looks like i care.

call it a case of writer's block, but nothing seemed to inspire me today. the first thing i did when i came home was to sleep; i woke up at 1 to find my father frantically typing away to his ladylove, the exact same thing that he was doing when i came home.

young love, huh?

i don't really know how he keeps it all together. she's in taiwan, yet he's willing to commit himself to it, fully knowing well that it might not work out the way he's got planned. i take a look at it and i'm a bit envious...they've been "together" since laos, and that was almost a decade ago. scary, isn't it?

makes you think about what you can achieve if you keep at it.

i still think what my father did was wrong, but he's past his prime and he should be just left alone to grump it out. i wish that i could invest as much as him into a relationship that risks falling apart at the slightest notice, but i can't. i suppose that being the picky and tired fellow i am, i'm probably more prone to using logic to sort through these issues out. it's terrible to get older and start using your head more, but i suppose that we all have to start somewhere.

i was never one for safe relationships but ended up with good, stable, (dare i use the word and offend 5 girls i used to know) generic girlfriend material. okay, except for one, but that was only because she could've been delusional at times. you'd think that things like these would last, but they don't. there's always a third dynamic to it...and it's that third dynamic that should usually be begotten or thrown away when it first appears, as opposed to letting it grow before submitting to it.

relationships aren't about people. they're about situations --- right situations, wrong situations, but nonetheless. if the timing's right, or if the mood is good, you've got a fit. and then you work to maintain that situation, regardless of the variables.

i'm not ashamed to say that i can't really handle situations. things always seem to spiral out of control when it comes to me. and i'm supposed to be the level-headed one.

find yourself a west end girl.