Last bits of tidying in the old house. Just finished the last bit of whiskey remaining in my pantry. I don’t think I’ve been daytime drunk since university. Wow, the buzz.
I know I’m having a busy morning when I get past lunchtime with more than 50% battery remaining on my iPhone because I haven’t been poking it every 10 minutes.
Overheard: “She wouldn’t go past stage 5 of putting out so… I moved on.” So what comes after the 4th?!
On the way to work, I watched a cat catch a mynah. Nature red in tooth and claw, indeed. The other mynahs went ballistic. The cat sauntered off victorious.
I’m naming my next pet “Django”. After Reinhardt.
I was on the bus listening to Beirut’s whimsical “Elephant Gun” this morning. It struck me that, if I were to reproduce, now would be the time to do it – before I’m 30 and my body is young and resilient enough to bounce back into shape. But I don’t know if I want to reproduce, or even raise children at all. I’ve never had any inclination before but I worry,...
“The primary sign of a well-ordered mind is one’s ability to remain in one place and linger in one’s own company.” ~ Seneca
Things to worry about: Worry about courage Worry about Cleanliness Worry...– In a 1933 letter to his 11-year-old daughter Scottie, F. Scott Fitzgerald produced this poignant and wise list of things to worry, not worry, and think about – the best father’s advice since John Steinbeck’s letter to his son on falling in love and this beautiful letter to 16-year-old Jackson...
The best way to get approval is not to need it. This is equally true in art and...– Cartoonist Hugh MacLeod and other thinkers on how to find your purpose and do what you love. (via explore-blog)
Sometimes I wish I had the courage to leave everything and get lost à la Into The Wild.
Sustain the authentic contact.
With the imminent approach of another birthday in exactly 3 months, my quarterlife crisis rears its ugly head once more.
I like envelopes. They’re so promising.
I never thought I’d say this, but I’m hooked on Pinterest. Damn.
I feel like I’m making headway and enjoying this end-of-the-day blogging habit. My sister (a part-time journalist) is skeptical of this endeavour because she’s of the opinion that unless you’re getting paid to publish, there’s no point in writing “for pleasure”. I heartily disagree because I believe there is merit in creation for its own sake. There is great...
New York, I Love You (2009)
2009 I remember when this film came out in theatres, I said I didn’t want to watch it because it might make me want to move to New York. 2011 With 15 minutes to spare, a guy persuaded me to watch two scenes (the Prom Scene and the Prostitute Scene), assuring me that it won’t make me want to move to New York. He was right. Now he’s moved to Boston, and I liked the scenes enough...
Conversations With Other Women (2006)
I love the split-screen technique. I wondered during some scenes, which half is reality, and which half is the imagination? I watched it without knowing much of the plot, so I enjoyed the story’s steady surprises, the characters’ complexities and entanglements unravelling slowly. The flashbacks started to make sense and everything was pieced together neatly. This film made me...
Meeting People Is Easy, Remembering Them Is Hard,...
parislemon: I understood the value of Highlight immediately. Within hours of downloading the app, I walked into a cafe and ran into someone I had met before, but only in passing. Who was he, I wondered while talking to him in vague generalities so as not to give away my poor recognition skills. It was a pretty pointless conversation that perhaps could have been a great one if I could have just...
On Second Thoughts
I was going to post a long, tasty review of my first day. But it’ll have to wait because it’s 12.45am and I need to wake up in just over 6 hours. Thoughtful reflection must give way to the daily grind.
This year I said I would live my life more openly. Up until late January 2012, I had complex multi-level privacy settings on Facebook, a password-protected Twitter account, and a super-secret Tumblog only one friend knew about. During a mind-altering Christmas and soul-searching New Year, I had the luck to realise a handful of important revelations. One was that I no longer wish to hide behind...
As I get older I notice my f**ks getting louder and more resolute. I’m not sure where it comes from, but it gives me peace. I finally have the confidence to say, “no, that’s not what I want”, distilled into one of the following: F**K it off me you (not really, I probably like you) this shit it all yeah! (okay, I use this when I want something) P.S. I thought of...