Ah, the obligatory Raya poem. It shall be here soon. Soon.

Here's something off the internets for those to-be coffee connoisseurs
http://www.frcndigital.com/coffee/HowToTaste.html

It seems I am suffering ennui...
Ennui definition, for those who don't already know: a feeling of utter weariness and discontent resulting from satiety or lack of interest; boredom: The endless lecture produced an unbearable ennui.

There. Nothing is interesting any more. I remember someone somewhere saying that when you stop feeling joy in life, you might as well be dead. Listening to Alien Ant farm, it injects some semblance of feeling. I feel. Something.

The plan is staring at me in a flat sort of manner. Once that is done, I can move on to the roofing plan and finally, sections and elevations. I have seriously no idea why I'm taking so long. Perhaps life has just ceased to amaze me. Quarter life crisis, I chuckle at how clever I am.

Dave once said that I knew the cafe, and the fellas, more than they know themselves. I smiled but it brought me to what my plans are. I know my want to get into the ID field is fading fast. I could do it until I get bored but I am already bored. Ennui.

Today's mindfuck/nerdgasm is brought to you by I don't know who, nor do I care.
http://www.daybreak2012.com/
SOME. SERIOUS. NERDGASM.
metatron's cube? what?

Today's mindfuck is brought to you by TEDTalks.



The column, halfway finished. 1mm thick slices piled up on one another creating a most intricate structure.

'For Design' is finally finished, am now taking a breather on a Saturday morning while I troll the online library for reference books so I can start writing the 3k word essay. Finding references in a library is like looking for a needle in a pile of needles. There's so many of them but you can't seem to find the few perfect ones.

And then I find four and hopefully they'll still be there when I go get them tomorrow.

There's thoughts of me doing a series of moving images with monotonous verbal accompaniment or faceless interviews of people describing emotions when they're subjected to colours. It's much more straight forward and investigative than doing a mock-space which doesn't exist and coming up with bullshit stories to supplement it to make it of substance.

Bathroom/Shower thinking is in order. I away and return shortly.

Oh, just found out that Adam Yauch passed away at 47 from cancer. :(
I grew up with Beastie Boys.
It's horrible when you see stuff you grow up with start to disappear and be replaced with shittykaka stuff.

MEGA MEH.

Updates:

Redang is on.

Tickets back to Melbourne are underway, processed by the faja.

KL misses me too.

Rendering is still bapak lama nak siap but it's nice!

Books to be gotten either this afternoon if I can be fucked to get it or tomorrow.

Tomorrow is rendering di uni day.

I could start on the essay now and figure out how to format it.

Updates on Syn class:

BAPAK BANYA KERJA.

End of Sem will be the production of a zine-like thing. I have to make it awesome. HAVE TO.

Oh, and laundry time!

P/S
Coming back to this post hours later to say that computer has decided to give up. FINALLY.
I will be at uni for all the renders. (Y)
and this made me giggle.

XD

And this made me go "WAAAAAAAAOOOOOW...


XD That is some mad sugar skills, yo.