Monthly Archives: October 2007

im heavyhanded, to say the least.

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there’s 23percent of greenbattery left on my mac before it flatlines.

i wonder how much work and writing i can do (two times the amount of something else? boo. i hate math) before the light onthescreen goes off completely. feeling laazzzy – don’t want to tame my wires, and then having to unravel the curling, culling, allovertheplace. as of now (4.30pee am) i gain a certain sense of merryhappy from rushing work with a battery that’s about to go to sleep. it’s like playing a game and i have to beattheclock.

i love kate nash.

so they ran out of the station
and jumped onto a bus with
two of yesterdays travel cards
and two bottles of bud
and he said you look well nice.

…

right birds can fly so high
and they can shit on your head
yeah they can almost fly into your eye
and make you feel so scared
but when you look at them
and you see that they are beautiful

I think she’s very witty and poetic – and very conversational, ilike. She makes me want to dabble in songwriting again but my guitar strings and wires have gone haywire and it’s been awhile since di and i sat down to create rhyme and reason.

I also feel vvbad about my photographer – it’s a very long story that I don’t particularly like. But I am a softie and so when notverynice things happen, I don’t know what to say ________ . Just that I’m sorry and I hope things get better for you.

rushrushrush

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OK- i owe ruthie + jan! smses each. or long emails. but it’s really nothing – just some interestingnews in terms of w.o.r.k. (again, remembering that i get happy easily, so by the time i tell you excitingnews, it’ll probably not be that exciting anymore)!

it’s also deadlineweek this week (so i’ll be really uninspired on this space). work is being compressed and folded (ten times over) because of the upcoming deepavali and public holiday on the 8th.

still there is muchtothink (not say), but time for thoughts (silly, frivolous, or otherwise) should/would unravel slowly in due time when i can slow down and exist in whitespace. There’s too little space now, anywhere, to think about sillythings. Ohwell. Tillthen, then.

pinch me.

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I know I am blessed and highlyfavoured (overexceedingly, abundantly). And this is amazing to say the least – because I know Iv done absolutely nothing (!!!) to have reached this point.

chances/coincidences/fate?!

Oh dear. And And And I almost feel ashamed (is that wrong?) when all these good things happen. Only because I know I should and could have done amillionandonethings right in my life before I get rewarded (definitions my own). I could have been a better person, be more charitable, I can love greater etc. The list goes on.

Which makes this really something – because I am reminded that I need do nothing and I can NEVER do/work for anything in order to gain favour from god. And with that, I feel like crying harhar. I feel like being a better person altogether.

Humbling.

I can’t wait to share the news (call me call me!)- And although I know it might amount to nothing, I STILL do not believe in chances, or coincidences. So there. Godincidences simply serve to remind me that I am doublyloved over&beyondmeasure.

And they keep coming even though I do nothing right.

Grateful.

four hours wonder

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People like to say/think that bad things will happen if your eyelids throb or twitch. Today, my eyelid is throbbing and I don’t know why.

Still, these phrases rock: Sneeze three times and somebody out there loves you. Don’t cross a black cat. Finish up your plate of rice if not _____. And my absolutely favourite? “Cry la, cry some more. police will come and catch you.” It’s hilarious – I love the way we instill fear/discipline in children from the age of 0. I think it’s brilliant. I also like to bite on their ears. But that’s a different story.

I don’t care a lot about these things (like Throbbing eyelid = bad day). While I’m inclined and am soft towards phrases/things/places/objects/buildings with histories and quaint tales + old adages – it’s a silly superstition and I don’t like how ailments/ our physical defects are linked to other things in life. Harhar.

Decisions and Decision Makings are slow today because I haven’t had lunch and my eyes irritate. But, in a nutshell, these are a few reasons why I’ve had good news hanging all over the place:

jackiechan.jpg1. Debbie has recovered from her fever. A morning text from her was most appreciated because I almost recruited the entire carlton to pop by her place with a stalk of geberra each.
2. Dwanye “The Rock” Johnson is a super nice guy.
3. 21 years on, I meet Jackie Chan again.
 4. Mom & Dad are 2 weeks away from their USA trip and walking around the place all excited and delighted. You can tell.
5. I’m almost recovering from the cold. This is good news because I am allergic to paracetamol and I hate it when there’s nothing I can take to make me fall asleep. So, yay.

As I write this, my eyeliner is smudged and messy because I have been readjusting the contactlenses since this morning. I also want to start charcoal drawings. Today, I drew a couple of balloons for debs as a get well present because I couldn’t send her some yong tao fu. I think balloons are like yong tao fu (same same, but different) when it comes to comfort things.

And the thing about things, and funny things, is this. Like-

Catching the cold is a funny thing. All I ever needed was some sleep. And water. My good friend, on the other hand, (who caught the inFLUenza, not the cold) has been absolutely miserable. : ( and the fever + throwingup has lasted for three whole weeks. Oh Boo.

I hope you feel better soon. XXX