pepperoni season

a few hours after arriving from transit, i was depleted of energy and in dire need for some endorphins to re-start my system. i was basically just super tired. it has been an interesting weekend. the north east of england had never felt so deviating. i lived and worked there for more than a year in this decade and the return imbued a strange sense of detachment with the place. probably it's just the accent. i've also worked in the shires where the locals sport the posh twang but are more condescending towards the children of the far east.

the weekend though did not float and soak in boredom. there was the football. there was my personal tour of millfield. there was the stressful excogitations of work. there was the family. the ministrations of the past and present collided with nary a tinge of regret. facebook became an afterthought even after i was already munching in the rapture of pepperoni conversations amid bleeping canisters and extremely pricey dressing foams. i'm back to tuning into tons and tons of rubbish. any bits for twenty five random things can be found on this blog. bless the people who shortens my name into one syllable when they address me in texts, e-mails or a mere chat. the long version seem so businesslike. i'll be drifting off and be awake later.