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Wordgasm is a portmanteau of words and orgasm, "word whoring" to put, an intellectual ejaculation of words and lexicons and sesquipedalians and googlewhacks and such, where cliches are strictly prohibited and stereotypes are burnt at stake. Nihil sub sole novum, the Ecclesiastes say; there is nothing new under the sun. It is only but the words that grant the world a whole new spectrum of perception. And the point is? I have no idea.
Call me Tobey. I'm twentyish, with a gender that involves a vagina. I live in Quezon City. And I go to the University of the Philippines, taking an academic course that requires a large vocabulary and stupendous amounts of imagination. How do you get that? You quaff a gallon of black coffee and gawk at your empty bank account. That would be enough inspiration. More »
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04.06.09 - 05:57
My birthsuckingday is crawling around the corner. Holyfucker why do I have to be SO old. I wish I was 19 again.XP By the time I graduate I'd have wasted eight effing years in college, goodlordykins. Ateneo + UP + two AWOLs + one LOA = I'm lagging behind my peers. Woe is I.XP (Isn't "woe is me" grammatically incorrect?:P) Every time my birthday swings by I just feel like a big slaphappy jellyflop of a FAILURE. Nevertheless I am accepting GIFTS!XD Old age is a celebration for our irreversible human genetic predisposition!XD Let's parteeey and don't forget to bring them gifts! And that's only if it's: (a) a book I like, or; (b) a geek toy. If you're deciding on something else besides this, I'd rather have you convert that into my PayPal credits--internetz moolalalah. Keeeehee.XD Books1) Vladimir Nabokov's Lolita - I have an ebook but I prefer the palpable sheaf of bound leaves along with its smells of rot and decay and termiteshit and human piss and disintegrating libraries from which it was stolen from over and over. A hand-me-down secondhand copy would be preferable, with the pheromone smells and invisible fingerprints of its previous owners. 2) Douglas Coupland's Generation X: Tales For An Accelerated Culture - a postmodern author who parallels Thomas Pynchon, Chuck Palahniuk, and William Burroughs. All his other books keep on materializing magically in bookstores except for this stupid bestselling frumpajigger. 3) Yevgeny Zamyatin's We - George Orwell's inspiration for Nineteen Eighty-Four. This dystopian book has been banned along with other books I like--Aldous Huxley's Brave New World, Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451, and Orwell's anarchist novels. 4) Marquis de Sade's 120 Days of Sodom - oh, sodomy, rape, bestiality, and necrophilia explicit.XD The macho erotica version of Pauline Reage's Story of O, which is about a subversive woman who can't differentiate love from blatant stupidity. I like the BDSM part if only the protagonist weren't as devastatingly retarded. This book should correct that, I guess. 5) Georges Bataille's Story of the Eye 6) J.G. Ballard's Crash - I've seen the film version, but yeck, it's too artificially phantasmagorical I'd rather read the book. I just realized four books in my wish list are erotica.XP But nooooooooo, all this is completely totally random I swear. Geek Toys :P
1) Astronaut Pen - a pen you can write with upside down, at the center of the earth or in outer space where gravity isn't a problem, inside a black hole / white hole / wormhole, and underwater.:P (Well obviously this isn't a geek toy, but a geek's indispensable fashion accessory nonetheless.)
2) Lego Blocks - I've always pilfered Lego blocks from my kindergarten playpen when I was five. (Sucks to my kindergarten principal! Muharharhar.XD) Now I'd like to do it all over again--not the stealing, but the coveting--keeping it my little secret and building my own Escher city. (It wouldn't be a secret now, would it?)
3) 360 Puzzle Sphere - you can rotate the sphere in three physical dimensions and use your gravity-orienting superpower to pull the marble through loops, whorls, around corners, up walls, around pits, and across precipices to get from end to end. Sidenote: Imagine yourself a marble, having no free will and incapable to move one's self, while relying on an external force, i.e. a puppeteer, to move you through this maze called Life. (Uuuukkkk. Holymotherbrother where did that come from??XP) And lastly:
4) Rubik's Mirror Blocks - instead of orienting yourself with the usual six colors of each side of a Rubik's Cube, you rely on spatial and geometrical patterns here. Color, which is two-dimensional, beats them three-dimensional cubelets. I haven't anything to conclude so let's just fuck that. Happy Birthday to meh! Well, not yet, technically speaking. Word Up
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