transitive verb 1. to utter in chirps or twitters 2. to shake rapidly back and forth :

I always get hooked by the opening song, "Teardrop" by Massive Attack, which is like one of my favorite songs. So the episode I'm watching right now has House seeing babies. Crazy.

None of my own inner demons have anything directly to do with Nic’s blog post about how nice guys finish last, but the opening quote reminded me of the dead-end lifestyle I’ve been leading for the last decade or so.

Joanne brings up a disturbing story concerning [May Yuen]¹, a Chinese American who joined the Army, who ended up killing herself.

Days like this I feel like I am trapped in some kind of existential loop, a la “Groundhog Day,” forced to live and relive excruciatingly painful parts of my life. I suppose it is simply the fact that I really haven’t learned any of the lessons I was supposed to have learned, so I haven’t really learned to avoid these situations that make me want to weep, and maybe even sometimes writhe in agony.

OK I give up! Someone untie me!

Daylight Saving Time is some sort of weird mind-control thing—I feel slightly drugged—does melatonin really have psychotropic effects? What do I watch next to continue on with my Benicio del Toro marathon? Capitalism has reached the metastatic phase and the end point is assured. The real issue is how do we deal with the meltdown? (Hint: I’m not talking about the Dow Jones here.)

April is the cruelest month. Spring is teasing me. I hate how desolate the Midwest is, although I wouldn’t mind actually living in Chicago. I finally found a Playstation 2. I had a lot of clever things to say, but I can’t get them to come out.