They say sleep is for the weak, I don’t know who “THEY” are but I’d have to disagree. Much like religious faith, sleep is something only the brave attempt. To put your being in the hands of an otherworldly presence, to disconnect. To sleep perchance to dream. To dream is to have faith.

These extra hours can sometimes come in handy though. I finished a magazine I had been putting off finishing. I even learned how to make bomb from you-tube, not that I’ll be attempting it anytime soon. Despite this utility, I know I can’t put off doing what, for reasons unexplainable, comes naturally. I don’t know whether it’s the splitting headache or the ceaseless tick of my own heart beat that keeps dragging me back, but I’m exhausted and if i don’t drown in sleep soon, its gonna be morning again. Start of the week, Lots of work to finish up before the week’s up, a whole lot of mind made up for me.

I look down on an empty street, a cold wind blows. My Msn List stands desolate with the usual suspects visibly missing and my enthusiasm draining rapidly. You tend to relish talking to Msn contacts more when they are not there. They tend to grow on you.

I know for sure the kid downstairs has slept. Streetlights continue their gentle guardianship of the city. Now and then a car can be heard, an occasional solitary lrt whizzing past, nothing more than a concept at this hour. A concept with its own single-minded purpose. The functional world spins on despite it’s lack of residents, for in every house, through every unlit window, theirs is a world of dreams and imaginings. Still, it’s good to know things will be here for them when they wake up tomorrow.

This kind of thing gets me thinking. What if this world is just base sustenance. An incubator, kitted out with all the tools necessary to support life, and nothing more. What if the real worlds were inside us. What if the purpose of life was to cultivate these worlds? Think about if before the next time you go to sleep.

Cheers
ps: Few more days to go … hang in there …

The unlucky are nothing more than a frame of reference for the lucky. You are unlucky, so I may know that I am not. Unfortunately the lucky never realizes they are lucky until it’s too late.

Take yourself for instance; yesterday you were better off than you are off today but it took today for you to realize it. But today has arrived and it’s too late.

You see? People are never happy with what they have. They want what they had, or what someone else has.

Cheers.
ps: I am feeling lucky and so you are not.

People will kill each other for a parking space in Singapore nowadays because they think, “If I don’t get this one, I may never get a space. I’ll be searching for months until somebody goes out to JB.” Because everybody in Singapore knows there’s way more cars than parking spaces. You see more cars driving around all hours of the night than the cars parked.

The problem is, while car manufacturers are building hundreds of thousands of new cars every year, they’re not making any new spaces. That’s what they should be working on. Wouldn’t that be great, you go to the auto show and they’ve got a big revolving turntable with nothing on it.

“New from Cherry-QQ, a space.”

Cheers.
ps: Please buy a car, so the rest of us can just ride along.

Women need to like the job of the guy they’re dating. If they don’t like the job, they don’t like the guy. Men know this—which is why we make up the phony, bogus names for the jobs that we have. “Well right now, I’m the regional management supervisor … I’m in development … I’m an architect … I consult …”.

Men, on the other hand, if they are physically attracted to a woman, are not that concerned with her job. We’ll just go, “Really? Slaughterhouse? Is that where you work? That sounds interesting. So, what do you have, a big cleaver and you just lop their heads right off?

Cheers.
ps: I’m thinking what line i can use …

Some Fundamental Truth for consideration,

(1) It Has To Work.

(2) No matter how hard you push and no matter what the priority, you can’t increase the speed of light. No matter how hard you try, you can’t make a baby in much less than 9 months. Trying to speed this up might make it slower, but it won’t make it happen any quicker.

(3) With sufficient thrust, pigs fly just fine. However, this isnot necessarily a good idea. It is hard to be sure where they are going to land, and it could be dangerous sitting under them as they fly overhead.

(4) Some things in life can never be fully appreciated nor understood unless experienced firsthand.

(5) It is always possible to agglutinate multiple separate problems into a single complex interdependent solution. In most cases this is a bad idea.

(6) It is always possible to add another level of indirection to any design.

(7) It is always something. Good, Fast, Cheap: Pick any two (you can’t have all three).

(8) It is always more complicated than you think.

(9) For all resources, whatever it is, you need more.

(10) One size never fits all.

(11) Every old idea will be proposed again with a different name and a different presentation, regardless of whether it works.

(12) Perfection has been reached not when thereis nothing left to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.

Cheers.
ps: RFC1925 …

The thing about Singapore that always kind of throws me are the haze alerts. They will sometimes actually recommend that people stay indoors during the haze alerts.

Now maybe I’m way off, but don’t you think, I mean wouldn’t you assume, that the air in the house pretty much comes from the air in the city where the house is?

What do they think, we live in a jar with a couple of holes punched in the top?

Cheers.
ps: The air here stinks.