Gone going gone
Everything gone give a damn
Gone be the birds if they dont want to sing
Gone people all awkward with their things, gone

Here's to an extremely annoying day,
Marking the end of another mundane work week.
Rawrr.

How far would you go,
To revive old memories?

Those frames of perfection,
Those tender words long forgotten,
Those amazingly crappy designs,
Those smiles that are fading everyday,
Those crazy moments from innocent ages...

Price to pay for hard disk revival: £260 (= S$780).
Price of regaining all that: Priceless.

To those who have shared memories with me,
To those who don't have shared memories with me,
But share the way I feel,
Please make a little donation.

For those who would rather see those pictures gone,
Donate so that when I revive my hard disk,
I promise not to let others see that picture of you,
On that horrible hair day when you just got out of bed.

Make someone's life better.
Act now.

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Offers for paid assignments,
Are gladly accepted for this fund-raising project.

I will always remember this passage I read:
People are always complaining,
About the lack of opportunities,
But they have never really asked themselves,
Are they prepared for it,
When the chance comes around?

I've waited for a long time,
And this time I gave it a good shot.
Please let it happen.

The 35mm prints from the Californian trip,
All turned out heavily yellowish,
Like those old photographs,
From my childhood albums.
Even Mier's Getty turned out non-white,
So that says quite a lot.

It shouldn't be this way.
The memories in my head,
Have not gone all sepia yet.

Actually -
If their color would reflect my mood,
They would look even worse,
Thanks to the overcompensation of Blue.

Some notes on love (the lack of).

1
Once you have been loved,
you just know it when someone who comes around,
Is really interested,
Or just out to fool around,
Or not into you at all.

2
You know you are not loved anymore,
When people stop trying to understand you,
And start picking on your attempts,
To communicate and to go closer.

3
That gut feeling one gets,
Right before people leave,
Is not really an intuition.
It is commonly known as 'un-loved'.

Meeting involving developers, consultants & architects.

Someone was heard telling the architects
In response to their suggestion for setbacks,
"In a couple of years when we market the building,
this will be the best floor plate (without the setback)...
Don't approach this from an architecture viewpoint."

And a surfer-babe said,
"Hahahah! This profession is doomed I tell you!"

Physical stuff.

Estrogen is taking over us,
With every single day that pasts.
That was from the talk Bin + I had long ago,
But those lines haunt me every living day.

Had a nightmare last night,
That I was unable to move my body,
Because I have grown so fat + heavy.
Must be those sessions of indulgence with cocoa.

Urghs.

This is what is happening.
£1 anti-racism bands going for sky-high prices,
And the proceeds do not go to charity.
See examples on eBay UK.


All the money from these fashion victims,
Should be going to more meaningful fund pools!
Try these MakePoveryHistory bands.

Ming's mum came over for Chinese New Year.
Although there were only 6 of us at dinner,
The Yu Sheng prepared was for 20 people.
Then there was the 'fat choi' with mushrooms,
Simmered in the homely dark sauce;
The abalone with greens;
The herbal chicken soup;
The infamous Four Seasons roast duck;
The dessert dumped with chinese goodies.

Darn glad I made it for this one.

"I don't know! I don't know!"

I hate stupid workers.
Like those at the Texaco,
On the side of High Way,
From Canary Wharf to the City,
Who don't know a single thing,
About if their pumps can work on bike tyres,
But only saying so after I paid the air.
Actually, I doubt they know anything at all.

And I hate flat tyres.
Because it uses twice the amount of energy,
To cycle the same distance.

The only comfort is,
At least I exercised this week.

Haiku.

You set up a place
In my heart and made my thoughts
Crowded, moving in

--- sugarbaby08.

So little,
Yet so much.

London - Bangkok

Assuming Nicole is travelling as planned,
The distance between us is now 5924 miles,
142.1 degrees, southeast.

Courtesy of HowFarIsIt.
A pity they don't have Cambodia in the database.

YT is brilliant at approximating distance.