A timehroat to kill...

I should be sleeping but this damn sore throat is preventing me from snoozing off. It just creates an itchy and painful sensation. This like the the mother of all sore throat not because it hurts the most but it takes a bite at you bit by bit. Just like a mother's nag.

Ok. So here I am checking my mails. There's only so much mail I can check.

Ok so here I am online browsing for deals. There's only so much my funds can allow me to buy.

Ok, so I try something else. Checking out blogs from friend's whom I never knew had blogs. There's only so much shallow, naive, bitchin', pretentious and take #187 poses I can take from these people.

So I decide to do some youtubeing. Just caught up with that faze recently. Especially watching crazy mad ass soccer moves from the God himself, they call him Ronaldinho.

Ok so I remembered to search for card tricks.
I loved card tricks since young but never got to mastering them. Back in those days when Copperfield was a mystery. He still is I mean. All I can remember from the various tricks are the ones which were easy to remember. But times have changed these days. Look at what some people have up on their sleeves these days.