Chamomile tea is not something I drink very often. But I saw it on a menu today and decided to order it. I’m familiar with the name because it was in one of the Professor Layton games on NDS. There were also a bunch of fictional teas you could brew for bonuses but I never bothered with that. I got my NDS many years ago from a friend who decided to give it to me as a birthday present. That was nice of him. It had an R4 card which allowed me to load it up with ROMs I downloaded from the internet. Because of that, I played many games on the device. However, I never finished a lot of them. My favorite games on the NDS were the Castlevania series and Mario Kart. I think the last game I played on it was Pokemon Black. I didn’t finish it either, getting only a couple of badges in the game before I put it down for good. I used to be a big fan of Pokemon games. I remembered finishing the Japanese version of Pokemon Green because I didn’t have the English version on my Gameboy. It was pretty tough not knowing which techniques I needed to cut some trees to proceed. I didn’t even have the light technique so I finished the cave section of the game by bumping up the brightness and fumbling my way through the cave. I think I spent a few days on that section alone. These days I’ve only been playing a handful of games – mainly Dota 2, Hoplite and My Little Town (the latter 2 on Android). I’ve got a few games on my PC that need finishing (Fallout 3, Cuphead etc) but I find myself loading Dota 2 and playing it instead of other games. I don’t know why, I guess it’s addictive and I’m addicted to it. Like cigarettes. I smoke daily. Not a pack, but I make sure I have at least 2 cigarettes a day – one in the morning and before I go to sleep. Which is weird because cigarettes are supposed to keep you awake. But as far as I can remember, I have found myself passing out before my last stick whenever I’ve been drinking a lot. Maybe it’s because of all the alcohol in my body already, the cigarette didn’t really matter – it is probably the act of me sitting down and relaxing, which lets sleep take over my body. I’ve been sleeping a lot recently, starting my days in the afternoon because I can. Sure, it’s not the best use of my time, but it does feel good. I think it’s good to give in to sloth every now and then. Maybe not. Sleeping too much does make you feel lethargic when you finally give up. Which is what I’m feeling right now. I guess this Chamomile tea isn’t helping either, since it’s supposed to help you sleep. Probably that’s why I don’t drink it very often.
Category: Random
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Latent Rage
A couple of months ago, I was in my car on the way to work when I encountered some obnoxious pedestrians. They were trying to cross the road while they were wrong. Here in KL it’s a pretty regular occurrence, and I don’t have any issues with it because those people usually know that they are wrong. But if there’s one kind of person that’s more annoying than the wrong pedestrian, it’s the wrong pedestrian who thinks they’re right.
It’s kind of difficult to put into words what happened, so I’ve illustrated a diagram to make things clearer:
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Finishing Friday
I’ve spent the better part of the day typing away in front of my laptop today. In case you’re wondering why, it’s because I haven’t been updating my blog for the past week due to me being busy with life. I’ve got 2 coffees and 3 beers in my system, there’s a Na’vi vs Mineski match going on right now (let’s go Na’Vi!) that I’m not watching, and I’m still typing away.
Last week, I found it quite difficult to keep up my writing, but today I seem to be on a roll. I guess like everything else in life, you just need to open the floodgates to get started. After all, it takes less energy to keep an object in motion than it is to initiate the movement. This, my friends, is momentum at work.
I don’t know why I’m writing all this nonsense. I guess it’s just good to see words from my mind formed on a page. Also, if I go along with Nanowrimo this year, I need to turn it into a habit.
Yesterday I played a miserable set. In addition to being unprepared (I’m still rusty as a nail…on the Titanic?), all my songs were downers. I mean, I guess I don’t have any particularly happy tunes in my repertoire, but even I bummed myself out playing those songs. I guess I’ve accepted the fact that I’ll never write a happy song without sounding too cheesy.
It’s important to challenge yourself to step out of your comfort zone, but I’ve also heard advice from the other end of the spectrum – keep doing what you like or are good at, and you’ll eventually find your audience. Now I don’t claim to be good at writing sad songs, but it’s just something I do naturally.
Is there a point I’m supposed to be getting at, it’s lost on me. It’s just a typical Friday night where I sit and drink coffee and write. Nothing out of the ordinary.
I guess I’ll just head home and give my dog a bath.
Maybe I’ve run out of words for tonight, the train has stopped.
Also, in case you didn’t know: the difference between that and which. Something I learned today.
See you next week, curious readers!