I'm proof-reading our 10th anniversary publication, a collection of personal narratives written by participants of our programmes and events over the last ten years describing their experience with the organisation.

One of them said this:

It is in fact through programmes that facilitate the constant exchange of perspectives that [insert organisation ( Read more... )

I'm not sure if I've really gotten over the disorientation that started the week of Chinese New Year, when I took the whole week off and, on top of boring myself to death, started growing a kind of psychological seizure to do with having too much time and no pressing tasks to complete at work. I missed my friends in office and the area where we ( Read more... )

It's 8.02am on Saturday morning and I can't sleep on a roiling gassy stomach because of an overpriced (and surely half rotten) mala hotpot dinner. It's a bad idea to go out for hotpot -- you don't know how long the food has been sitting in a badly serviced freezer, unrefridgerated on a counter top, handled and dropped by unwashed kitchen hands and ( Read more... )

So even LJ is exhibiting this unwarranted  v-day shittiness with the pink-hearts wallpaper and arrow-through-the-red-heart logo.

Cute.

*dripping sarcasm*

All I wanted last night was the gas man. He didn't come either.

After two weeks of cold sandwiches for dinner, I'd decided I was going to use up all the spare vegetables in the fridge and make some ( Read more... )

It's been yonks since I wrote anything worth... anything. So, I found these messages in the archive folder of my phone this morning and I thought, I might as well, for posterity.

This exchange was with an ex from some time ago, he's still living in Paris:
EX: Fancy that. I'm where I met you the first time [An Irish bar called The Frog and Princess ( Read more... )

Do I love this song or do I love this song.

My goddamn phone is not ringing. If it's anything I cannot stand it's stillness.

*roar of vexation*

The fact that Friday is the last day of the work week is not a reason not to work on Friday. It doesn't mean that Friday is not a workday.

It doesn't mean that you can spend the whole morning looking at photos of Tioman and your silly graduation ceremony, and all the other available photos you can look at for fun on the office computer, which have ( Read more... )

I stop smoking today.

*regardless of stress, good songs coming on, drinks, birthdays, heartache, desperately missing people, and so on.

These are new year resolutions and birthday wishes, half and half.

I will: 1. Find and work out what it is I really want to do within the year, and do it ( Read more... )

It's been two weeks since I moved out of my parents and in here; the second saturday, 11:28am. What am I going to do ( Read more... )