The qualms of being idle

The murkier it is, the more bitter it is. That was what the doctor said about the medicine. I find it especially true when you apply them to real life situations.

Think about it, the more not so transparent a situation is, the more likely the outcome will be bitter. Worse still if it concerns one's personal life.

I know of a person who's best friend is an enigma. Not only to me, but to her as well. Why? Now you don't make sense. Enigma is one who is a mystery, an unknown to others. How would I know why she's an enigma or why she was chosen. She just is.

Anyway, the more mysterious she is, the harder it is to predict her, the easier it is to hurt her, hence the more bitter the end result will be. Really, it happens no matter what.

I'm not really making any point here, heck, I'm not even making good and valid arguments. I just wanted to type while lying down. Even the view from here is much better. Yes, the wonder of not sitting up properly to do this. =)

Labour day is just a day away. Rest well, the lot of you. It is meant to be a day where working people get an extra day off in the middle of the week (in this case, this year, its a Friday, thus bringing you a long weekend) and spend time with thy family. The younger unmarried generation would spend it clubbing and partying the nights away with more time to recover from hangovers and the young darlings will see Mom and Dad an extra day (not that many of you know how to appreciate that!). Happy Labour's Day then!

Lets fly away

When you hear of people getting conned into parting with their life savings, and sometimes parting with money which they don’t have to begin with, you think how stupid can these people be. Most of the time, that is, until you meet one who is intelligent, wonderfully knowledgeable and yet gullible, all at once.

I will tell you that I used to have no qualms in calling a spade, a spade when it comes to matters like this but recently I took the effort to ask what on earth prodded the person in question to part with so much of money.

Good salesmanship. Perhaps she is saying it out of spite because now she knows that she was conned, but what about the time when she was actually willingly giving up her money without much coercion? Emotions. Stupid things I tell you. It makes you want to run the earth for something/someone and then when it all ends, you think to yourself and wonder how stupid you were back then but all you’re left with now is a whole lot of debt to repay and a life to slowly build up again.

On another matter unrelated to this, I walked in this acupuncture/medical massage place in my usual curious demeanor to find out if there was anything more that could be done to manage some really annoying pain I had. There was.

Though the doctor was a Chinese national, he could speak passable, or rather understandable English. Well enough for me to explain my problem and well enough for him to explain what was wrong with me.

I had a half hour acupuncture with electric flowing in them for vibrations of sorts and then the massage for half an hour. The massage was by far the best I ever had. Imagine being tweaked and folded and pulled and pushed and cracked and coming out feeling so much better without a tinge of pain left in you.

Then I was given traditional Chinese medicine for me to drink after meals. The fantastic thing about it was that it was boiled and cooked while the massage and acupuncture was going on and the doctor packed it in sealable packs, easy enough for me to snip one open everytime I need to drink one.

Well worth my money, I would say. =) Worth it for you too for it made me a very happy person today.

Nails don't stop growing

I should keep my appointment. I don't feel like it. It isn't like I don't want to.. wait, I actually don't want to. I need to but I won't. I need to get up early and drive down there. Or I'll never find out what's wrong.

Random thoughts aside, I love my weekends now. Outings with friends, staying up till really early in the morning when people are getting ready for their morning jogs, eating one meal after another without stopping anywhere in between, getting some workout with company, its all really good. Especially when you actually like your companion. =)

I recently discovered that there are a number of people who are foodies like me, and very much surprisingly, living in the same geographical area as I do. I was made to think that I was really pretty much one of the few people who thinks food is sacred and we live mostly to discover and rediscover pleasurable fixations.

On another more random note, the book a friend lent to me was good. I think it was called "Blood Spots" (I think) by Richard Montanari. Kind of runs parallel to the plot of "Brother Grimm" by Craig Russell. I only think that because I read the latter first.

I'm moving. Again. At this rate, I'll be one really good packer and mover at my age. Awesome.

I hate you

There are times when you feel that the world is against you no matter how well other things are going for you. This is one of those days.

Work was great. In fact, I may be one of the few people in the world who believes I am waking up for something fantastic in the morning. Despite this, all it takes is one person, one single idiotic soul, to spoil the entire day for me, spike my stress level and diminish my mental capacity in one go, rendering me desolate and unmotivated the entire day.

Then it takes another to say the wrong thing, to rub salt into the wound and I break down. Why can't people just understand that no matter what hard and strong front you put up to face the world, you're liquid on the inside waiting for the dam to break so that it can free fall out of you.

I am the least vengeful person I know of and my words of anger are not usually meant to last beyond three minutes but for this one particular evil being tormenting me, I sure hope you burn to eternity in hell, have your car arsoned by some junkie, have your life disrupted by every single turn of events and last but not least remember that it all happened to you when it did because you weren't a very nice person to begin with.

Silence is golden

A friend was going to do a write up on silent people haters. He termed it that after my very abnormal behaviour towards mankind. See, there are certain people who are actually silent people haters. They don't hate specific people, those who have wronged them and what not, they just hate people in general. They don't like the crowd, they don't like extended family members or what not it may be.

Don't get me wrong. I love meeting new people. I love having friends who can introduced me to new ones. I love the idea of meeting unknown people with people who I know around me. I love the adventure of stumbling upon gems in the vastness of this environment.

It is just that at the end of the first meeting, you can suddenly decide if this was a meeting worthwhile, if they were of your same wavelength, if you liked what they had to offer, if they were receptive towards you, if they were looking forward to seeing you again or if they were just the total opposite.

If it is good, its good. If not, they fall into the pile of hated people in general. You talk to them, there is professional and personal courtesy between the two of you but beyond that, they are just people. That's what silent people hater actually have in mind. Not hating that backstabbing bitch or the idiot who keeps blocking your driveway and makes you late to work every single day despite you telling him to his face to keep his car away from your driveway.