All Good Things Must Come to an End

…but since this blog isn’t one of them, I’m just temporarily putting this thing in some sort of cryogenic suspended animation mode until such a time when life will actually let me do some writing again.

Meanwhile, you may follow my day to day adventures on Plurk, Multiply, Facebook, and from your mom.

Mundane things that suck: A Neighbor putting a password in what used to be your free wi-fi connection

I recently moved to a new apartment and the first thing I did once all my stuff were settled was to crack open my laptop, and basked in all the wireless signals my laptop could snort. Unfortunately, no thanks to this guy who wrote this crap, all of said wireless connections were password-protected. All, except one.

And that glorious unsecured wireless signal was called Afrain. Sweet, sweet Afrain.

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Brain Test Illusions Suck. And so does my Brain.

I saw this in my inbox this afternoon. It’s a brain test image which determines which part of your brain is being used more often. If you see this lady turning clockwise, the right hemisphere of your brain is working at the moment. The left brain if she spins the other way. If you don’t see the lady move at all, then you should consider earning a fortune by selling your brain on eBay. I hear they make higher bids on slightly-used stuff over there!

The lady’s sillhouette which supposedly spins around on a fulcrum (one of its legs), is in reality a two-dimensional image that shifts from left to right. The turning motion is caused by the ambiguous frames where the “spinning” lady’s legs and arms cross over each other, giving you (or your brain) the impression that she’s um, spinning. If that explanation did not cause you discombobulation nor make your mouth froth, then congratulations, you already passed the brain test. (more…)

Drought for Rational Thought

Okay, I’ve lazed about just long enough. And it doesn’t help that the summer season here goes for as long as nine straight months. Apparently, July is the one month of the year in which this country is closest to the sun. For someone who grew up in a wet tropical country, being exposed to 13 hours a day of scorching heat literally makes him a fish out of water. It goes without saying that I’m sorely missing the rain.

View outside my window. I wish I was kidding.

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Work!

Being caged within the confines of these four cryogenic white walls which eventually led to my suppressed inner emotions and lack of social life is what made my job comparable to a crap-filled vagina. I could feel my nerves throbbing with insatiable urge to write. Problem is, I’ve searched the deepest, darkest, filthiest recesses of my muddled mind only to find NOTHING to write about. I blame work for this.

Mandatory Edward Norton photo 

Here’s a typical work day: (more…)