Thursday, May 28, 2009

sunstroked

Recently discovered how Banana Republic's tees feel like a second skin. Bought 6 different colours of the same design which on hindsight now appear a bit excessive, but the overheated climate brings out a bit of craziness, among other things.

Decided to walk home instead of taking the train (or 2 buses), a decision which I regretted halfway into the walk because I was carrying my cello as well and the midday sun was insane, but soon after a grey cloud tailed me back home.

Young Victoria was exasperatingly boring I have never checked my watch this many times during a movie, and the dog had the most honest expression of boredom which pretty much summed up the film. The script was thin and didn't do justice to the cast. And the strings music was overkill.

Sometimes it takes the bad to make one appreciate the good.

(Season 2 finale of Chuck was jawdroppingly hilarious.)

Saturday, May 23, 2009

considerably freer

23 days since the last post.

Recently read:
1. Stella Duffy's Singling out the Couples - postmodern fairy tale chick lit. Deconstructed the happy ending.
2. Toni Morrison's A Mercy - I tried Beloved, then Bluest Eye, then this, and after this I've officially given up. She writes beautifully, but I can't really connect with the whole slave trade/plight thing.
3. Alex Garland's Coma - read this if your brain's comatose. Or if you want your brain screwed into catatonia.
4. Gabriel Garcia Marquez's Collected stories - Even if you start off clueless, it gets better after the first few stories.
5. Hari Kunzru's Transmission - Fun, funny.

"Lie to Me" the TV series is interesting if you're interested in reading body language/facial expressions. Am watching it to distract myself from finishing the last few episodes of House Chuck Greys Criminal Minds Dollhouse.

Friday, May 01, 2009

all in a week

Had the most amazing time at Jakarta, not because of what we did (waited for a long long time to play a bit of music), but because of the quality of conversations with certain people. I think it is in the moments of inactivity, when there is nothing to do and nothing to be done and nowhere to go, when you really get down to the act of knowing people you might have seen for many years. And in one night talk your way into feeling like you've known the person for years.

Which perhaps is why friends made in prison might have such an impact on an ex convict's life outside.