Archive for May, 2007
I’ll admit:
Posted on May 31, 2007, by soph, under Uncategorized.
I’m a little reluctant to blog because I don’t want Tommy’s picture to start moving down the page.
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this is Tommy
Posted on May 26, 2007, by soph, under Creatures.
the only Meow Meow I will love forever.
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killing time
Posted on May 25, 2007, by soph, under Uncategorized.
This is weird - I have nothing to do. Really. It’s been quite a while since I’ve been able to say that. Things have slowed down at work and the freelance front is surprisingly peaceful, at least for the rest of the week. It’s only 4.30pm and I don’t know what to do for the next hour. I have nothing to do… besides pack and move my entire life to Malaysia. Which I can’t do now anyway. So I’m psyching myself up for the task instead.
(15 minutes later)
So there was this really long pause earlier because someone came into our shared cubby hole for a meeting and it simply wouldn’t do for me to be blogging away. So I had to pretend to look busy by… errrr, texting and answering any call that came through. Not the most convincing show of productivity but like I said, I really have nothing to do. Meanwhile, I think I have prepared myself relatively well (mentally) for the monumental task ahead.
I have all these thoughts and feelings swirling in my heart and head, but I’m at a loss to express them. And yes, I do call myself a writer. I have sort of verbalised them to one or two people, but to put them down in words… maybe I just can’t be bothered. Or maybe I think I won’t do them justice. Or maybe some things are better not written lest they be forever immortalised as pixels in cyberspace. No, really, it’s just because it’s time go home.
It’s Friday!
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300 chin-ups
Posted on May 25, 2007, by soph, under Movies Music TV.
This is for the men - check out the video of the guys training. All just so they can don loincloth and show off in 300. Y gets off the hook because I don’t like the muscleman look. Lucky him.
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moment of G-lory
Posted on May 24, 2007, by soph, under Uncategorized.
My house is a mess. No, make that a Mess. I’m not kidding. It’s out of bounds for general public viewing because I don’t want to shock people and seriously, I know I’m not domesticated but this will shock even those who have been reminded oh so often. I’m not looking forward to packing and moving, although in some ways I am because that means I will be able to live in some semblance of order again. Not that life has been anything but orderly in the last couple of years. And I don’t foresee it falling into a settled humdrum anytime soon. I suppose it’s not entirely a bad thing. At least I can’t say my life is boring.
Anyway, you’d think that since I was up and leaving all that is very dear behind, I’d at least get to see G’s moment of glory. Sort of like compensation or something. But I suppose it would be asking too much to have the event postponed in my honour. For the interested and the uninitiated, here’s a link to the source, featuring a very surprise appearance by… Bec! I thought it was hilarious. Made my day, J.
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unexpected
Posted on May 24, 2007, by soph, under Uncategorized.
To you who rang yesterday oh so unexpectedly, it was really great hearing from you again.
And even though you have not read my blog for so long you didn’t even know I’d moved, it’s okay.
Maybe I’ll see you soon, eh?
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midweekread
Posted on May 23, 2007, by soph, under Politics.
Make up and the veil: same difference?
(Partly) because any excuse not to wear make-up is a good excuse for this lazy bum.
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of Blogs and Anon
Posted on May 19, 2007, by soph, under It's a Girl's Life, Web Stuff.
I read Kristin Armstrong’s blog. She’s the ex-wife of Lance Armstrong turned marathon runner, and I read her stuff because she writes well, it’s interesting, and I lack good online reading material.Recently, Kristin wrote a post about a (I imagine) common dilemma - if someone wants to join you and your friends for a run, but that time is one you have set aside for heart-to-heart girl bonding with your closest friends, do you allow the person to lace up and come along, or do you avoid inviting her to protect your special time (and risk being exclusive and a snob)?
As you might have guessed, some showed support and understanding (haven’t we all needed our girl-talk at some point or other), while others condemned her for being selfish and a snob. Then there were some who broke all decency barriers by making personal attacks, accusing Kristin of seeking the limelight and then whinging about fame, and brought up her divorce.
I always knew women were the bitchier species, but they were really setting the bar high (or rather, low). And I wondered two things: why were they so spiteful, and would they have said the same things if they had to leave their full name?
Granted Kristin does come across a little preachy and self-righteous sometimes, but come on, nothing warrants those comments. Were they jealous of her riding Lance’s family name to fame? Perhaps. Will we ever really know? No.
But will people be just as mean if they had to leave their full name? I think, most probably no. Hiding behind pseudonyms like, I don’t know, running gal or whatever, these people are just idiots (which I recently found out ranks below imbecile). If they don’t like the blog, don’t read it. If they don’t like Kristin, don’t read her blog. If they want to make personal attacks out of spite or of having nothing better to do, at least have the guts to leave a real name and heck, even a photograph and telephone number. But they won’t.
The same goes for idiots (which I repeat, ranks below imbecile) out there who think they’re funny and leave stupid comments on mine and my friends’ blogs. I’ve always believed they’re unworthy of even so much as a glance, but since I’m on the topic of Kristin, either bloody eff off or leave a name (if you have the balls). Heck, leave a link to a photograph as well so I know who to beat up when I see you.
I think there’s something like 109 comments on this post, but if you’re interested/bored, it’s quite the read. I’m usually not one for scrolling through comments but this one… they’re really something. And while I’m on the subject of blogs, I’ve become quite a fan of Sam de Brito.
Ta, I’m off for a run - winter is flexing its first icy nips but I really need to get off this ass.
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a Question
Posted on May 19, 2007, by soph, under Uncategorized.
…that has most rudely plagued me in the early hours of my weekend: What am I going back to/for?
I know what awaits, and it ain’t pretty. I will get on that plane, but I will be kicking and screaming all the way. Inside. Gosh it’s depressing just thinking about it, innit?
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Decisions Decisions
Posted on May 19, 2007, by soph, under Uncategorized.
To persist in attempting to go back to sleep, or to give up and start my Saturday at 9? This despite sleeping at almost 2 yesterday. Despite the fact that I’m clearly sleepy (but whether slumber comes is another matter). Despite knowing if I do not sleep now, my window of nap time is by no means an open surety. Oh and I do so dislike going through my blessed weekends slowed down by the lack of a good night’s zzzzz.
