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Woke up with the most massive eyebags. Ah, well.
Not entirely sure how to proceed. I could work on the Test Anything Protocol spec for a while. Or on either Singapore.pm or my own much-neglected website. But I don't feel like working, especially not on a computer. Even I need some kind of break!
Other option: play Half Life 2. Yech. So boring. And besides, I'd like to conserve my "Xbox muscles" for playing Bioshock tonight.
So how? The weather's fine, I could go out photographing or something. Or just go for a walk. Or go and check out the photo exhibitions or something. Sigh.
Okay, time to reboot and turn off computer. I'll probably be back in the afternoon/evening sometime.
Dreamed of her again. Also: parents. Also: a beach. Something horrible happened, but I don't remember it at all.
Labels: dreams, morning, plans, today
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Yes, once again approached from the wrong side again. Heaven help us.
I did finally get to watch Melinda and Melinda in full: nothing great, but it had it's moments. The plots ended up a little weird, I thought, and I was very disappointed when Will Ferrell's character slowly devolved into Woody Allen. I mean, Woody Allen! In a movie based in Manhatten! With, like, crazy artsy stuff all over. I mean, you could literally - semi-unconsciously, even - imagine him out, and insert Woody in his place, and it would all make a whole lot more sense. Turns out, with good reason: Mr. Allen having directed the movie and all. Still, entertaining enough for 4am, and that's good enough for me.
Also got to finally pick up my Spanish book! Good fun, even if agua is a little hard to swallow at first (so it's: el agua? Although 'agua' is male? But when you pluralise it, it slips back into las aguas? What on earth ... ?!)
So, basically, yeah, the only part of my life not going so swell is the whole money-making side of things? Great, just great.
Labels: morning, sleepy, spanish, woody allen
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"A beach house," he said, "doesn't even have to be on the beach. Though the best ones are. We all like to congregate," he went on, "at boundary conditions". "Really?" said Arthur. "Where land meets water. Where earth meets air. Where body meets mind. Where space meets time. We like to be on one side, and look at the other."