tech geek or not...this is excellent
How time flies
11 years ago
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
Crazy fingers
Ever since I discovered the joy of uploading various visual files to my blog, my fingers have gone absolutely nuts! So if you've noticed mad gush of video files (mostly courtesy of YouTube) ...then it's my fingers. Blame my fingers.
But in my fingers' defence, I think the stuff they fast & furiously upload are pretty interesting. And worth double looks...or viewings.
Enjoy.
But in my fingers' defence, I think the stuff they fast & furiously upload are pretty interesting. And worth double looks...or viewings.
Enjoy.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Decisions - CHAPTER 32 - The Finale
.....and then there are times when the forever winding road of seemingly endless options, suddenly comes to a somewhat unexpected finish. And you'll be lucky if you're left with even one choice.
Monday, October 1, 2007
Decisions
You know when you go to a restaurant, really sure you want that bowl of noodles, the one with the soy sauce and shredded chicken on top....with spring onions and chopped chillies? You're so looking forward to it. You can taste it.
Then you get there and the waiter slaps a menu in front of you. You happily flip the cover open and low and behold....27 different kinds of noodles! What are they trying to do to you? You scroll up and down the cheap quality paper with pointless squiggly designs all over it....and you try to stay focused on that bowl of noodles you'd been craving for. But along the way...there's 'curried wan ton noodles', 'stir-fried kueh tiow', 'blackened glass noodles'.....what in the world are you supposed to do now?!
You toss between sticking to what you initially came in for, or foregoing that very yummy looking stir-fried noodle thingy....oh jeez....
What if you forever regretted not sampling the 'house specialty'? What if you missed out on the 'Asam laksa original from Penang'?
In situations like these....maybe it's best if you just had... fried rice.
Then you get there and the waiter slaps a menu in front of you. You happily flip the cover open and low and behold....27 different kinds of noodles! What are they trying to do to you? You scroll up and down the cheap quality paper with pointless squiggly designs all over it....and you try to stay focused on that bowl of noodles you'd been craving for. But along the way...there's 'curried wan ton noodles', 'stir-fried kueh tiow', 'blackened glass noodles'.....what in the world are you supposed to do now?!
You toss between sticking to what you initially came in for, or foregoing that very yummy looking stir-fried noodle thingy....oh jeez....
What if you forever regretted not sampling the 'house specialty'? What if you missed out on the 'Asam laksa original from Penang'?
In situations like these....maybe it's best if you just had... fried rice.
Friday, September 21, 2007
How To Deal
I don't know WHAT the matter is with me.
Why can't I just confront my demons and get on with it! Why can't I be like that blond lady on Oprah who dealt with her issues and ended up marrying a gazillionaire and now lives shacked up somewhere pretty with pretty people for neighbours?
How does one 'deal' with ghosts of the past anyway? And on top of that, 'deal' with the constant influx of crap that gushes in at ghastly speed on a daily basis? Maybe I DO need some serious therapy. Hmmm...Dr Phil, maybe?
Is it REALLY a change of job that will help? Is it REALLY a Bali vacation? Is it REALLY another new bottle of SISLEY face cream? I don't know. Or do I?
Well, I'll be the first to raise my hand and admit that I really do have issues. Big, juicy, issues. The kind that Dr Phil would love to get his sharp, Southern tongue around. That's a good first step. A GREAT first step. At least I'm aware that I'm not as all pulled together as some people might think.
That's the first big hurdle. Getting myself over the fact that I have to constantly be pulled together. I'm allowed weakness, I'm allowed fragility, I'm allowed to show a little scab now and then. I don't have to be Madonna Part 2. I'm not. And that's a relief.
I'm me. Scarred, bent, broken, ripped, raped, and ruptured.
Scary? Too bad.
Why can't I just confront my demons and get on with it! Why can't I be like that blond lady on Oprah who dealt with her issues and ended up marrying a gazillionaire and now lives shacked up somewhere pretty with pretty people for neighbours?
How does one 'deal' with ghosts of the past anyway? And on top of that, 'deal' with the constant influx of crap that gushes in at ghastly speed on a daily basis? Maybe I DO need some serious therapy. Hmmm...Dr Phil, maybe?
Is it REALLY a change of job that will help? Is it REALLY a Bali vacation? Is it REALLY another new bottle of SISLEY face cream? I don't know. Or do I?
Well, I'll be the first to raise my hand and admit that I really do have issues. Big, juicy, issues. The kind that Dr Phil would love to get his sharp, Southern tongue around. That's a good first step. A GREAT first step. At least I'm aware that I'm not as all pulled together as some people might think.
That's the first big hurdle. Getting myself over the fact that I have to constantly be pulled together. I'm allowed weakness, I'm allowed fragility, I'm allowed to show a little scab now and then. I don't have to be Madonna Part 2. I'm not. And that's a relief.
I'm me. Scarred, bent, broken, ripped, raped, and ruptured.
Scary? Too bad.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
What if I don't want to 'fit in'?
If it's so important to fit in, then why is it I feel better NOT fitting in?!
If it means going down to the level of no good, back stabbing, conspiring morons....then to hell with it! I have better things to do with my time....like plucking my chin hair and popping my pimples...
If it means going down to the level of no good, back stabbing, conspiring morons....then to hell with it! I have better things to do with my time....like plucking my chin hair and popping my pimples...
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