The Net is Dead, Long live the Net

I haven't sent an email. or received one. in 50 hrs.
I haven't posted a commented. commented a post. in 50hrs
even gave up orkut!

i think i'm just about ready to pull the plug and get offline.
must. stop. compulsive. email. checking.

- illegitimi non carborundum
(loosely transalates to grind the B!@#!#'s down!)

BusyBee

I've been running around doing loads of things.
feel like a regular busy bee.

got the CAT bulletin. need to go get HB pencils to fill it out. :) *excited suze*
also went to the Consulate and got my visitors visa. usa here i come.
and then landmark. which still remains one of my favorite bookshops even if they have become more "airhead'y and pretentious'ly pop" over the years.

got more j d salinger. i loved franny and zooey. got "raise high the roof beam, carpenters AND seymour". a continuation of the story of the Glass family. need "a perfect day for bananafish to complete the set.

and got jeff archer's volume three of the prison diaries. why? simply because i loved everything he wrote. my first novelist and all that. by the time he fell from grace, i was old enough to understand that most of our childhood idol's invariably did.

and the beautiful and the damned by F Scott Fitz. haven't read it yet. but have loved everything else he wrote. from the gr8 gatsby to bernice bob's her hair.

then took a time mock cat. and did decently. so, happy. :)

listening now to fuzon. a pakistani band with a soft lyrical feel. aankhon ke saagar. brilliant.

well cheers to all. and good luck for the CAT.

I fell in love with the simplicity and the rigidity of a haiku.
the words and the rules
it's like a multi dimensional crossword puzzle with no perfect solution


               scribbles on margins
                  I am here, yet far away
                     somewhere a bell rings

Talk the Talk

hola amigo! ¡buonas díaz! cómo está usted hoy

That then, is the extent of my Spanish. Hello and have a good day.
with a lot more thought and referring to some old email forwards I can squeeze out Te amo
love you.

After two years of high school French I can conjugate the hell out of a verb.
I can also say "salle de bains" while simultaneously contorting my face into a picture of bewilderment.

this is far more useful than your everyday "je t'aime" and "merci beacoups".
it's very unlikely that you will meet a French stranger who does not understand English who you will need to profess undying love to.

it's also extremely unlikely that you will need to thank the French for much.
they are a very rude race.
especially to the non-French

it IS however very likely that you will be at a Swiss Sunday market and your tour guide will inexplicably disappear
the signboards will be in French and make no sense whatsoever.
you will need to find a bathroom extremely urgently.

so "salle de bains" is useful French.
while we're at is so is "donde está el baño" if you're stuck in México.

that's all for this edition of the hitchhikers guide to foreign languages :)

on another note. I read this funny take on the japanese pop culture and rock slash drug addict slash music scene. It's called the Hokkaido Popscicle by Isaac Admason.

It's irreverent, tongue in cheek and full of cultural fetishes. I wouldn't say insights because I don't know enough about japanese culture. But a fun read nonetheless.

Transmitted

Finished the book.
That brings this week average back up to a book a day :)

Transmission is a great book.
It's existential and witty.
And is full of bright sayings that i will keep turning over in my mind even after the book has been put to rest.

Studying genetic algorithms now.