Originally, this post was a list.

A good fellow alerted me to what seems to be a coincidence or a phenomenon, call it what you want, and I decided to change the format of this post.

I do not wish to write things personal, but in the light of my current oscillating mood, I will jot down some thoughts for my future reference.

I hate ends and endings and I do not like the approach of a new year. As far as I am concerned, there is nothing jolly about a new year. As far as I am concerned, it will take me at least five months to fully understand that a new year has begun.

My cat is in early heat. He is loud and smelly and I made the mistake of not fixing him. It is December, is he watching kitty-porn?

It has been a long, long time since I last danced. Now somehow I remember the 2005 new year’s party. Ah, good times, bad times. Just itched in my memory. Who cares, yeah?

Some 2006 people were awesome. Most were just not that awesome. Rejects! - return to HELL whence you came! I sometimes wonder how can some people live with the knowledge that they are who they are. It makes me sick really.

Most Arab singers cannot sing. I am one of them. I made the mistake of sending an old George Wassouf number in my voice to a friend overseas. This friend advised me to keep my day job. I am still hurt.

I am a junk food junkie. My mother hates this, among other things, in me. Her only solace is that I have not, to her knowledge, done anything crazy this year. I find the latter notion amusing.

The world is an unhealthy place to be. For that purpose, I prefer to live in planet Google Earth. Minus the trouble. I will launch Google Tololy one day.

Why is it so difficult to find the perfect white shirt in Amman? I am on a mission impossible, a quest, a hunt… for the perfect white shirt. I would like one that fits. I am not two people, why do they make them so gigantic?

Wars are all around. This makes me sad. It does not help in restoring my lost faith in the human race. I believe in extraterrestrial life and now I have more reason to do so. The perfect man is not even a man, it’s an alien.

Stop reading this post. It is personal. You must unlearn what you have learned - Yoda.

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