took a train down to orchard today morning and even though it wasnt really packed, i was just really pissed off with everyone else on the train and i wanted to stab every single one of them so much. i've been cabbing too much.

indulged in a little make-believe today by hanging out at creative hands and kino, imagining that i was buying everything i picked up. i could have bought them, but protocol[of indecisiveness and drama] requires me agonizing over them for at least one night before i run to orchard to snatch them off the shelves.

from creative hands: nepalesehandmadepapersketchbook pencilshaver staedtlerwatercolourpencils embossmarkers
from kino: ahundredyearsofsolitude theunbearablelightnessofbeing amerika thegreatgatsby thecatcherintherye

...the townie winked at her, didn't bother to introduce himself, and then told her this joke he had heard last night about this elephant who was wandering through the jungle and who stepped on a thorn and it hurt alot and the elephant was having trouble pulling it out so the elephant asked a rat who was passing by to "please pull the thorn out from my foot" and the rat made a request: "only if you let me f*** you." without hesitation the elephant said okay and the rat quickly pulled the thorn from the elephant's foot and then scrambled up behind the elephant and began f***ing. a hunter passed by and shot the elephant, who then started to moan in pain. the rat, oblivious to the elephant's wounds, said, "suffer, baby, suffer," and kept on f***ing. the townie started laughing and it was a joke she wished she would forget, but it has stayed with her ever since...