Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Orkut: to pic or not to pic

Alright, I admit it, I have a profile on Orkut. With the usual crap on it, and the usual list of friends on the right, and the requisite list of communities I joined and then promptly forgot about (except for one, of course). One thing that was missing, though, was a profile pic. Which caused the occasional storm-in-a-teacup and much wastage of internet bandwidth. Apparently some people see this as a tease, so I decided that that I'll put aside the real reason I never posted a pic and take the plunge... quite literally, as it turned out. Now from fending off "why don't you post a pic" questions, I have to answer the "why a shoe of all things" questions. Why not a shoe? I love my shoes. They serve my feet well. A bit stinky and perhaps discoloured, with a worn out sole to boot (hmm... that is funny!), but they're all mine.

Oh, and my lousy skills at taking pix ensured that the real point of that pic (emphasizing about 40 feet of empty space *below* my shoe) kinda got lost in the madness. Joy.

It would seem my alarm clocks need to move up to fly-by-wire style quadruple redundancy. I have an array of three clocks to help me wake up... and today, all three failed. Blech. Had lots of explaining to do coz of that. Heh, then every morning would be like the opening of Floyd's Time.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

Sunday, July 09, 2006

The move

After a year of living in an apartment where it was like in the James song Say Something, I finally moved! Granted, it was a week ago, but I'd been too busy with work to blog (leave home at 7:00 AM, get back at 9:00 PM... urk!)

My new room is nice and spacious, and the long walk to and from school only makes things better :-)

You're as tight as a hunters trap
Hidden well, what are you concealing
Poker face, carved in stone
Amongst friends, but all alone
Why do you hide

Say something, say something, anything
I've shown you everything
Give me a sign
Say something, say something, anything
Your silence is deafening
Pay me in kind

(read the rest of the lyrics)