dilemma
aa deariesyes tis a cooler (and gloomier) day, making blogging a more practical task than was previously. anyway.
so how is one to take a fellow in a bright blue body suit who wears his underpants (bright red) on the outside and holds them up with a bright yellow belt seriously? twas similar to my wonder at how one could take a tale of a mammoth sized gorilla and an anorexic little woman falling in love seriously. yet despite the flop that king kong proved, the directors dont seem to be able to take the hint, and have nonetheless gone ahead and poured ill fated millions into superman, a movie with an outrageously badly dressed superhero, complete with bright red cape (refer to edna from 'the incredibles' on the topic of capes). surely in a world of fashion victims, aka the west, they could have atleast dispensed with the ludicrous get up? apparently not. perhaps a trend will start-people wearing bright coloured underpants on the outside. along with even brighter coloured belts. one is visibly disturbed at the thought. well lets hope the storyline makes up for it-though theres certainly a lot to make up for. nonetheless, i certainly won't deny that i enjoyed the previous superman movies. then again i was about 7.
moving on, my current dilemma (as indicated in la title) is my position on mice. despite the ability of the little critters to drive me into hysterics-literally-i am incapable of letting them suffer. the mice (apparently george was feeling lonely) were conducting a hostile takeover of the residence (i was THIS close to moving out and had sealed off my room) so bb took to putting poison about the place. apparently the stuff is supposed to kill them in their sleep-perfectly humane. however, toto walked into the dining room today to find a poor mouse lying there suffering. yes i hate their very existence on the Lord's planet ('these things are sent to try us') and they have no place in the ol' bachelor pad, but i refuse to let a fellow living creature suffer. then again i refuse to live with them either. you see my dilemma. surely the poison was supposed to be more humane than the sticky paper? one finds oneself at a loss. though i must admit, sightings of any mice have been rare since the stuff was put out...
to change the topic entirely, i could hardly blog without giving designer dentist and the kalam clan a mention. our dear dentist got married over the weekend mashAllah!!! CONGRATULATIONS me love and may you be blessed with a long and contented life together in both worlds and may you be blessed with (7 ;D)pious beautiful children inshAllah. shaadi mubarak;).
on that joyous note, i sign off:). tc everyone.
ws luv & duas
dazey xx
posted by dazey @ 7:12 PM
8 Comments:
yes i cant stand em screaming when theyre stuck on the sticky paper, but wen u give em poison, they stagger around (if mice can stagger) like a drunk and shake and shiver and seem to be dying an agonising death.
my friend did research on arteries and fat, and all the research was done on rats. dyou knw how they were killed? picked up by the tail and brought sharply down onto the marble worktop. instant death.
thats the way to do it :P
luv nas xx
ye man thats how nanu does it. no school like old school;)!
xx
wow. fascinating discussion goin on here.
:p
if ur jealous, just admit it me dear.
;)
we need to have some serious words dazey.......see you at work!!!!!!
md me dear-i cant help it if ur a die hard superman fan, one must be honest in ones opinions!
but do tell me how u find the movie tomorrow;).
xx
blog koro na, koro na re, blog koro na
i agree with the bambino
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