Scruffy men are so in!

Jonathan Coulton performs "Still Alive" in Rock Band from Joy Stiq on Vimeo.

My beloved ones all know that I am totally vulnerable to scruffy man with shaggy hair and a temperament of artistic geek/hippie, such as Jonathan Coulton and Adrian Grenier. Gosh, how I wish that I could be as cute as Veronica Belmont who rocks at playing guitar hero/rock band (in the video) but sounds funny in the French episode.

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I found myself turning to be more and more homey and nerdy these days. The chi is flowing all right and I tend to live my days pretty relaxed and care-free. Somehow, deep down, I know that I need to gather myself and direct all these energy into a more productive project. (Believe it or not, the past three days I've been swamped with all the debates and fires and backfires between that plagiarism/mottage/pastische case of literary contest. I followed all various threads of comments and discussions until I got sick of them. Then I left and grasped something quick to bite.

Something's got to change.

Perhaps I should get my nose or cartilage pierced or tattoo, watch more games or write more crapy stuff. My essay over the topic of Camera Lucida is yet written and I probably should mull over Foo Foo's genuine response upon my questions regarding photography.

I am glad that Spring is coming. Snow's good, but we've got too much this winter. Once the weather lets up, I really need to head out and get my camera rolling.

About this crush on scruffy men, I just can't explain it. It's flummoxing and I have lost my verbal capacity gradually. I found this easy breezy life style is now nibbling my life away and make me giddy from time to time.

"need to get a grip..." murmuring and chewing over things scrambled up in my head.