Last lunch of the year. Yeah. The rice really is green and the chicken really is orange. Does not taste freaky as I thought it would. Chica who sold it could do with a smile on her face, tho.

 

Buttered mantis prawns. As recommended by Jessica. Who says you can’t judge people by their profile photos?

 

I choose to believe that the white light people sometimes see… they’re all just chemical reactions that take place when the brain shuts down…. There’s no conclusive science. My choice has no practical relevance to my life, I choose the outcome I find more comforting…. I find it more comforting to believe that this isn’t simply a test. ~ House

i am late in my review of the year for 2011 but trust me when i say that this is a good sign. the kind of sign that says that yes, there is something happening in my life and i would rather be doing that, all of that, than trying to drown myself in the cyber world. i would rather be immersed in all of that and come back to all of you all to goss, tell you stories, show you pictures, you know, all the happy blogging stuff. not less cryptic. but happy, nevertheless.

and seriously, that is all that matters, kan?

so here’s my look back at 2011.

 

Fever still comes and goes but yang paling irritating sekali is the cough which is really getting on my nerves. I am just really hoping that this spell passes by the time we head to the beach for the new year. *cross fingers*

 

Ese es su más grande error, pensar que los necesito para que me protejan.

you know, i have always wondered about this attention span and i have never been shy of saying that it is amazingly skimpy. i am easily distracted, my mind goes to places far far away and and it is like there is this whole alternate universe that i slip into if i have to sit somewhere for more than five minutes. so i doodle. A LOT. i have this nice swirly pattern that is particularly the flavour of the month. might go triangles and squares next month, so yeah, that is how random it gets and more importantly, there is always something. oh, and lately there is angry birds. hah, i finally got meself a phone that plays this.

so there i am. trying to crush a pig with three tiny blue birds while listening to lectures. i really AM listening to the lecture. the game and the doodle really are thing… tool… to keep my mind in the same room. i can listen. i can discuss. i can answer questions. i just… well, am crushing pigs at the same time.

and i thought i was the only one because, well, the corporate world really is not all quite like that.

and then last weekend i walked into a cybercafe for my weekly dose of brain burning games and saw something that like BAM! made perfect sense to me. the cyber geeks had at least two screens on their computer, one with whatever game they’re playing, one more resized to youtube, and one more with twitter of facebook or some other social networking window. all windows were resized so that the happy geek can see at at the same time and just move from one window to another. HOW TOTALLY AWESOME IS THAT? this is multitasking at its most genius and is the holy grail for attention span deficiency.

it makes perfect sense. when you have all the windows together, your eyes are at the same place. you mind is at the same place. and that is exactly what i need right now, for all my senses to be centralised.

i heard this radio documentary on bfm a coupla weeks back which spoke about this new generation of multitaskers, saying that the mind has developed in such a way that this generation NEEDS a few things to happen at the same time. their mind can handle it and it is an evolution which i say, i think i am a part of.

i am sure that if i google this up, i would find more interesting stuff, but to me, the pieces already makes sense.

so i shall doodle. and i shall game. and there are really countless of things i can and now should do to keep my mind focused. gosh, i got to find to proper name for this condition. super-brain comes to mind.

 

U2 – Love Is Blindness (Edge’s Solo Performance)

 

¿Qué tonto revela su estratagema a mitad del juego?

damn, its really been some time since we chatted, kan? i know, i know, i have been swamping this space with so much fillers, it it starting more like a tumblr than a blog pulak. well, at least you people cannot say that i don’t have a life outside cyberspace. and i do actually know a bunch of you who don’t.

i have been busy doing… well, i realise that i can’t really put my finger on exactly what i have been busy up to. a little bit of this and a little bit of that, i suppose. of both the good and bad kind, which i suppose kinda brings this sense of balance to life. up in the clouds but very down to earth at the same time.

i start the weeks totally looking forward to the weekends because, well i guess the weekend is when all the bits and pieces actually properly reflects the patchwork which has become my life. and that is nice, really. i kinda got pointed out by some of those privlidged enough to know me in my off-work mode that i am a different person altogether with my hair down, literally speaking. and i have yet to decide if this is a good or bad thing. you see, experience tells me that keeping my professional and personal life separate is one of the best decisions ever. this also implies – also through experience – that bringing both together is a bad move. the downside to this is that people at work don’t know who i really am… and come to think of it, this is not all that bad a thing. and yes, there is that sneaky little voice in me that sometimes whispers, “god, if only they knew…!” in some of the more awkward scenarios i find myself in, but then i get to walk away from the scene, you see, and peel off the mask that i don for the so-called professional world to see, and happily slip into my fluffy slippers and skid across marble floors like a total rock star.

mmm… marble floors… :)

so then comes the weekends and i turn into a… well, a human being, if that is not too hard to imagine. a human being who enjoys the big screen, a lovely lit fic novel, light hearted sports, music, culinary exploitations in the form of calorie laden pastries, and who appreciates real proper human intellectual conversations. anecdotes, if you will. the story of your life in pursuit of the world’s treasures.

yeah, that sort of thing. the sort of thing that makes life both simplistic and complicated all at the same time. i said something just awhile ago about patchwork. that makes more and more sense the more i think about it. think of the metaphor like one of those nice old-school quilts. completely unique. beautiful. meaningfully loyal to just that one master who knows exactly what each little patch means.

each little patch that is more than meets the eye.

 

Golden Thread ~ Passenger featuring Matt Corby

 

Apunta. Calcula el viento y el movimiento. No te apresures. Tienes todo el tiempo necesario. Todo el tiempo del mundo.

 

A collection of snaps taken in the few hours here and there that I got to spend in downtown Brisbane (notice that a lot of Brisbane people wear stripes?)

 

Pero trato de vivir en el presente, donde los fantasmas de viejos astos no se aparecen.

 

The Black Hole

 

Birds of Prey at Brisbane’s Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary