<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/8980944255902395412?origin\x3dhttps://br3ndan.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>

The End of Zero 7

Thought I might update some stuff going on, though it doesn't feel very comfortable jotting down day to day stuff here anymore.

The year's drawing to a close. It seemed to have happened quite abruptly this time.

The weather's same; the mood different.

Looking back at the temporary insanity - appreciating how apt, the description. Agent W won the singing competition. Her will to succeed - some might say, cold chilly determination - admirable. The more I think about it, the better it seems. For almost everyone who had known her during her working stint, I wonder how many saw through her cute fluffy exterior.

She's more like a serpent. A lithe, beautiful, mesmerizing snake. Or maybe a slender mountain lioness. Basically, predatory.

Me, standing at a distance, admiring its symbolic majesty.

Funny how they sometimes end up as coats and wallets.

Anyway, I'm trying out a bucket of whey protein. Just to see if it works.

So far, nothing.

You can leave your response or bookmark this post to del.icio.us by using the links below.
Comment | Bookmark | Go to end