I'm trying to be abstract here. This is a shot of fire in black and white. Roll over to see the the photo in its full fiery glory.

Nothing excites me anymore. Not even the Heliodisplay (news | images + videos). There used to be a time when things were different. Back then I was an excitable kid. Heck, the way I gushed about the comparatively primitive iPod Photo, people would have thought it was the greatest invention of the century.

I figure I'm less of a geek now. For a while, I turned to juicy celeb news (by "news", I really mean "gossips") for that spark in my life. It was rather thrilling at first but before long, it dawned on me that the size of Jessica Simpson's butt is not in anyway proportional to the size of my biceps (or any other muscular parts for that matter). That was when I told myself that I really shouldn't be reading "news", the kind of which, my life doesn't depend on. I should instead try harder in reading hints from gals.

I'm not saying I'm the kind of guy that the chicks would hit on. I'm just pointing out that I don't come with a built-in radar for that kind of thing. Unless you're being straight-in-my-face obvious, I would think you're just being friendly. So, why not get it off your chest and bring excitement to my life? I know I would if I meet that Cheryl Fox look-alike again.

I would love to add on how it was the perfect situation and I let it slip. Yes, I promise you a good laugh at my sad, sad life next time around when I have absolutely nothing to write on once again.