Brain Farticism

Haha. You know the world's a much smaller place than you could've ever imagined, when you recognize at least three faces in this post.

Whoa....

Okay, BACK TO BED!

Why I shouldn't stay up past my bedtime...

Okay, I'm going to creep into my rant with my trademark wishy-washy, semi-defeatist Libran talk. I mean, yeah. I'm really sorry to have to say this, but "Back when mah pappy used to be a young 'un..."

....wokay....NO.... that wasn't it, but it sure was fun, harharhar! :D Erm. It goes more like "Back in the day, when a blog was just a blog, and twern't NO-body givin' no never-you-mind 'bout the meat o' the tale...

Fark. I can't keep it up.

Anyway, I'm just saying. Brad FitzPatrick and Livejournal (I'm not actually going back any further than LJ, because...haha...I was an LJ Bitch waaay back too, lah!) didn't have like some specific criterion stating: "Thou shalt go forth, and impress the world with thy wit and knowledge, or thou shalt be deemed unworthy to 'blog..."

<rant> I guess I'm a little worked up from following some links as I was idly surfing through blogs earlier. I'd like to say it's nothing personal, but hello! *knock! knock!* Seriously! Who am I kidding!??!! I don't blog about world crises. I don't take an active (or even a passive one for that fricking matter!!!) stand about our local politics, and I don't photoshop worth a good gawd-damn.

Where's that leave me? I mean, I could go all pseudo (hypocritically so!!) noble about the little people, who have thoughts and feelings. Mundane thoughts and feelings. Well, I'm physically as far away from little as the North Pole is from the South Pole. But in everything else....well. But yeah, I'm shallow. So here's my question: Are you trying to say that my life doesn't count? </rant>

Actually, an opinion is an opinion. And everyone's entitled to their own. I don't care. If you don't like someone, simply walk the other way. Why provoke a confrontation? I don't see a point in marking my life by the fights I pick.

But just so you know, I'm not crusading or something :) Maybe off on my happy little rant at the mo' cuz I'm coffee-deprived. And yeah, maybe feeling a little off cuz someone does this general put-down thing on blogs that don't matter worth a damn, simply because it doesn't make sense to them.

And aiya, farkit. It's true anyways. This blog's boring as hell. Hahahahaha!!!!

*~Aari now hops back to bed cuz she's gotta read some skanky novels to expand her vocab...*

And the Word for the day is:

Trepidation....

I guess I'm going to admit that I'm a big coward. I mean, why deal with something, if you can just as easily run away from it, right??

I may be quite aggressive, but I don't like confrontations. If that isn't a paradox, I wouldn't know what is. That being said, I've found that facing the music is sometimes a lot less painful than I actually think it's going to be. So, you can say I'm permanently in a state of trepidation :)

That being said, I did have lots of fun tonight. I really miss my old office. And here's a thought. I'm really not very good at saying goodbye. Maybe it's just another version of preserving my bridges, rather than burning them behind me. I dunno. Although I feel like I'm on the verge of burning one of them at least: This school that's already shut down, but the previous owner is still taking a cut of my fees.

Like: whutevah....

I think I was operating half-stoned today. I got on the stationary bike, pedaled all of SIX minutes, got off, half-heartedly did my weight circuit...finally got on a cross-ramp machine, switched my iPod to Video, and walked off a good portion of the movie.

I still haven't caught up with my sleep, and I'm too wired to close my eyes to do just that right now. Fuck.

I gotta try. I want to squeeze in some sleep tonight, PLEASE GOD!!!! I've got a long day tomorrow, and it's only Sunday *whimper*

Oh Gawd...the PAIN!

*YAWN*

I slept at 6:30am today, and was up most of yesterday WITHOUTcoffee!! Oh, the agony! *wilt* A lovely wake up call about 20-minutes before I was ready to be woken up (read: 9:50am) and the ensuing 16min 47sec conversation made it just about impossible for me to go back to bed.

I did remember to give the school a call and cancel my 11:00am class though. My head's pounding like a bitch, and I'm awake. Oh, GOD! Am I ever awake!!!!

For the first time in 2 months, I hopped on the scale. What am I, stupid?! No way I'm writing down the results :p Lets just say, I was pleasantly surprised to find out I hadn't put on as much weight as I thought I had. Yeah, with hubby around, neither of us gets much exercise, and I eat about 3 times more and more often that I do usually.

That fsking sucks, I tell you. The guy works in bumfuck, and he misses good ol' Malaysian fare. And if you think I'm letting him out of my sight for the brief time I have him, you're out of your ever lovin' mind :) So yeah, erratic health/weight gain and loss is a small price to pay. Gosh, doesn't that just sound mushy.

>_<

I'm tired. I want to sleeeeeep. Sleep is GOOOOOD. My sexy bed is calling me, but my head's bitching. If I lie down, it'll pound a hole through the left side of my skull.

*Klonk! Klonk! Klonk!*

Ow.

Okie, all offices (especially the government ones) are closed for a 2hr 45min lunch & prayer break. I am going to read a book. The screen's making my eyes swell, ugh.

KL Music Fest and Some Other Shiteness

In a word, the jazz fest was AWESOME! I truly enjoyed myself, and there was just so much energy zipping around on-stage. To be honest, there was a lot of brain-numbing bits too, too much of the samey stuff ppl produce.

Jazz is now a formula, lads and ladies. *sigh*

Now that I'm on the topic, I just want to voice out an opinion. I think the beauty of each instrumentalist doing a solo by turn in any given jazz piece ---- it's courtesy, it's a sign of mutual respect, and it shows a great deal of equality in a combo. That's fucking awesome. Singing is a solo kind of thing, except in jazz. It's really beautiful when the voice is itself an equal instrument in a combo. Yeah...

That being said, a solo tells a lot about a person's thought processes. The complexity, the logic, the ability...the works. Coupled with ability and technique, a good solo is a joy to hear AND watch.

Side comment on my CoLoR-MaDnEss

1. I bought a book on html for the Cammies website (I wanted to pretty it up lar!!)
   
2. I'm no longer gainfully employed in a time-consuming environment, and can finally put some effort into something flippant and fluffy ---- my blog.
   
3. I -like- colors! Nyah! :p
   
4. I despise being bored.

Okie, if my bed had a personality, I would say at this moment that it is a sexy, naked, alpha-male creature lounging on its side, and beckoning me to jump on it and end up sleeping....don't bother speculating about the in-between :p Hubby ain't getting none either now, is he! Nyah, to overseas/long-distance relationships.

The Hate Side of My Love Affair

Now that I've got your attention.

I have my One True Love - Hubby. And my One True Love When Hubby Is Not Around - The Internet.

EARLY this morning (after I'd finished yesterday's influx of events for Juliet), I decided to do the legal thing and (finally) purchase the registration key for my demo copy (legally downloaded!!!) of Finale's SongWriter.

Shites in a cup, the website's almost as flawed as our government websites. (-*side rant: POOR CODE! THAT'S THE PROBLEM!)

I tried the first time to purchase the key, and got an error message. Then I attempted to charge it again by going over my details and adding spaces between digits (there are no properly allocated fields) as is on the card, and again got the error message. Double checked it a third time, and gave up by the fourth when my card got denied.

Now, I'm aware it was stupid to keep trying, but dammit! I wanted that registration key! This morning, my bank called me asking if I'd actually attempted to make a purchase online. When I confirmed that I had, they informed me that my card had been charged ALL THREE TIMES!

Of course, they couldn't do a reversal, but I've told them to flag it as cancelled, and first thing after I got back from my class this afternoon, I shot off an email to Make Music. Grrrr I am so PISSED! I even tried giving customer service a call, but, doh...it's actually not daytime on their side of the world (see how irrational getting pissed makes me? :D)

Anyway, I've taken all the positive action I can. I'll be going for Idea of North's performance at IB tonight. I think it's part of the Jazz section of KL Fest, so I doubt I'll get to hear many songs from them. I missed their workshop at ASK yesterday, too. Tsk.

WHAT THE FUCK MAN!

I love my Innernet....but this fsking takes the fsking C4|<3 of $|-|iT! Not cool man, not cool.

Back at Work!

Noooo. I'm actually just kidding. I'm not really working. I'm just helping Juliet (I think I'm helping, at least....) with the events. I hope. My own connection seems to stink. I'm awake - BARELY. And I'm desperately in need of COFFEE!!!!

Blahahahahaha!!! *cough*

So yeah, that reminds me. My hot water should be ready by now. In the words of my ex-boss:

"GET BACK TO WORK!!"

......yes, boss.....

Baby Vision

I was...edgy. Restless. I don't wanna say "BORED".
It's bad form :) Anyway, I've got more free time during the DAY. Yes, the time when the sun's OUT! So I should do something positive, right? Err...right?! Anyway, I'm a novice to light, color, composition... And more importantly, my mind and my eyes don't share the same Clarity Of Vision.

Actually, Fay just calls it poor taste. I agree :)


This is my Shadowcat, (Mo)Rocco. Long story there, but basically Rocco's gender was in question from kitten-hood. It looks like my sis' old cat, Squirt.



A lot of people don't find pondscum exciting, more's the pity. I swear, the bubble on the left BLOOPED (and POPPED) as I watched! But not on film, and believe me. I waited.




It's the same surface. I was wondering why my cats were drinking out of the other two water "features" in the garden, when they used to visit this gong as well. Questions answered haha :)



This one's my newly-tiled porch. Or is it my parking area? The criss-cross patterns are from the arbor overhead. My dad tried growing grapes, and surprise, surprise! It works! Only, the birds and caterpillars usually get to the fruit before we do. *sigh*


This is Fenny, and she's another confused feline. Good thing about my furballs, they answer to your intent, not what you're saying at the time :) Dad calls her Coon, but his rationale eludes me still. There are three pictures to the set. One had a nicer color, but was out of focus. The other was too dark. Guess we're stuck with this one.



FINALLY!!! The last picture of 14 taken this afternoon, the rest of which I've discarded. I used my new Sony DSC-H1 on all these shots, a really nifty amateur camera, for people who are quite bodoh like me, and want to fiddle where the grown-ups play.

RENT Movie

OMG! OMG! I BOUGHT THE RENT: MOVIE DVD!!!

I walked into Rock Corner (is that what it's called?) in The Curve. My mission? To locate and purchase Craig David's first album. So, yeah I was thinking:

"What if they have the OST of AVENUE Q?!"

Wow. Yeah. So I walked around and wandered to the opposite section. The shop is split the left which holds the CDs, and the right which holds all the movies. They were selling ORIGINAL box-set DVDs of Smallville (only season 1 and 2) for less than RM100.

So cool.

Anyway, it turns out this wandering around business pays off. Woo!! Woooooo!!!! Oh, back to the other question about Avenue Q. I guess it hasn't and might never arrive here. On my to-look-out-for list: Spamalot! Okay, I'm done messing with this page.

To summarize:

Rent the Movie is a real-time version of Rent the Musical. The time-line makes everything feel meatier, more details, more grit. It's film. There are more nuances facially, as well as verbally. Adam Pascal, who plays Roger, is a bit kayu-lah. But cute :) A bit Jon Bon Jovi'ish.

Anyway, yeah. It was a very digestible version of the Play, they were true to the songs, the whole story, and still made it interesting viewing.

If any DVian wants to make a movie day out of this, you're invited to my place :) BRING SNACKS AND WINE! :D

Nicked: Johari Window

Very interesting, this. Nicked it off a friend's DeadJournal, but since posting it in DJ wouldn't be very productive (this is supposed to reflect my RL personality, not my online one....), I'm posting the link here. Y'all visit! And put up yer own, m'kay? :)

My Johari Window

*Edit*

Well, being Libran, I subscribe to the idea that: to every light side belongs a dark side. I don't just say this, I believe it. So, to be equally fair to everyone (I believe the Johari Window is insufficient to gauge my own character traits with anyways...too few words...), here's the Dark Side of Aariye.

My Nohari Window