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Wordgasm is a portmanteau of "words" and "orgasm", an outburst of words with the same euphoric effect of squirting your DNA. Nihil sub sole novum, the Ecclesiastes say; there is nothing new under the sun. It is only but words that grant the world a whole new spectrum of perception. And the point is? I have no idea.
She lives and works from her laptop on a little paradise island in the Philippines. She's a writer, graphic artist, and mountaineer. During rainy days she loves to sleep and oversleep and dream and daydream and then write. More »
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Thursday, 26 June 2008
I'm moblogging.ö That's blogging from my mobile brickphone. Err. I don't have internet connection; my apologies blogpeople for not updating this website-journal-diary... I'm currently buttsitting on my bed, contemplating on my inevitable intercourse with old age. (Yes, I'm having sex with my brain thinking about my body's biological decay.) for I'll be a fucking year older in thirty minutes. The boys are coming over with booze and neurostimulators. I'll prolly try ecstasy once, but not now, not when I'm about to jump from the top of this building called Neurotic Oldgasm. My family--yes, I'm finally living with my bipolar folks (hyperactive and retarded, same time)--they're preparing a surprise for me in the kitchen while watching beyond bullshit late-night shows on the tube. They're prolly preparing some massacred chocolate cake, with twenty-two hideously erected candle sticks. Turns out, they've spelled my name from chocolate pretzels. Haha. Asa pang may cake. Sana may internet nako! Waaah. Word did you say? | |