Archive for March, 2004

Ditched Muzimei

Friday, March 19th, 2004

Yeah, I did. It was starting to get boring so I switched to John Case’s The First Horseman. Another mass paperback thriller. I needed some cheap entertainment.

B

Friday, March 19th, 2004

Last night, I made my first b after the class. I will post the pictures in a few days, after the secret is revealed.

No Big Deal

Friday, March 19th, 2004

I have been reading the collection (printed version) of blogs from this Chinese blogger who became the center of a controversy. Muzimei’s blog involves a lot of casual sex blah blah blah and graphic description of sex blah blah blah. Some people were upset by it, some outraged by the censorship, some thought that it shows that China is moving ahead towards openness (just because someone wrote about that stuff). I just think that she’s a good writer and there are words that I do not understand. (Yeah, exactly. Big deal.) Oh, I am half-way through and I am getting a little bored. I may as well switch to another John Case. I guess it’s just that I am not physically there to experience the tabloids and controversies.

O. just got a 17″ PowerBook. He thinks the keyboard is too small for his wide-spread hands. I actually think that it will take him some time to get used to it. I love my PowerBook keyboard, it’s very contained and soft to touch. I feel very comfortable typing on it — it’s as if my hands are dancing on the keyboard.

Oh, my cold sores are finally gone.

Elevators

Friday, March 19th, 2004

March 18th. Where have I been hiding? I am so tempted to say that the reason that I haven’t written anything for a while is because I was lazy (I just said it anyway), but at the same time, I feel like something else has exhausted me. Could it be the to-do list, or the Bpeace site, or too much cooking and baking? (Yes, I made a lot of cookies lately.)

Anyhow, I am back again, typing away.

I have had this idea that for a few days — dreaming about elevators. I think I dream about elevators a lot, it’s intriguing because I remember those dreams. I don’t say I dream about tables or toilets or eating a lot, because I simply do not remember all of them. But I do remember the elevators episodes pretty well.

Episode One – There was this horizontal elevator in an old building. It seems that it’s painted in jade and has windows on the door. It went up and then horizontally to the back of the building, then went up against a slope… oh wait a second, was it built in Lego?

Episode Two – A horizontal one again. This time I was on the top floor of a residential high-rise in Causeway Bay, Hong Kong. The outside of the building was nicely lit in purple and the lobby has a shade amber and purple, very classy. I was waiting for it with someone. The elevator brought us out of the building horizontally…

Episode Three – The antique elevators that brought me back and forth between two worlds — they look exactly the same as the jade one with glass windows as in Episode One. I wrote about this episode before.

Episode Four – The red lifts in my late grandma’s old building. They were red, and they have those pop-up toggle buttons. I was with my late cousin. It was a scary dream, I was taking the elevators to escape or something. It felt scary in the lift.

Episode Five – A huge cargo elevator with gates. I went in with at least 20 people, the chamber was spacious. It had canvas all over — I guess it was still under construction inside.

Episode Six – (I just recalled this one.) Waiting for the elevator in the last building grandma lived in. I was waiting, waiting… it never came and I had to take the stairs to switch to another elevator…

Episode Seven – (Okay this is whacked, I just recalled yet another one) I was in this exorcist dream. All the kids were possessed by a cult. I was in this huge and extremely tall pubic housing building waiting for an elevator. I went in, somehow… then got out.

I like to call them lifts better. Okay I better stop. I am a little freaked out right now.

Just Relax

Monday, March 15th, 2004

I have been feeling not well and tired for the last few days. I could always nap for two hours in the afternoon. I wish that all I do everyday is cooking, eating, reading and sleeping. Call me lazy, boy, I am just oh so tired.

Guess What They’re For?

Thursday, March 11th, 2004

I Hate You, Cold Sores

Thursday, March 11th, 2004

I haven’t been feeling so well so I have been staying home yesterday and today. I have gotten these cold sores for more than a week and they are finally going away slowly. I hate cold sores, not only that they hurt, they also take away the pleasure of eating. I always have to suffer from cold sores when I am sick. That’s also how I can tell I am sick/getting sick — when I have cold sores. The worst are those found in the back of my throat, even a sip of water hurts. They are my nightmare.

A Great Generation

Tuesday, March 9th, 2004

I attended the New York City Gay Men’s Chorus last night with M and MP. MP got seats for us and that was extremely generous of him. We were seated in the first box in the Avery Fisher Hall at Lincoln Center which gave us a fantastic view of the performance. A massive number of men in tuxedos singing in beautiful voices, it was quite a remarkable evening.

I was stunned when I realized the first part of performance was the premier of a commissioned work called The Sage Cycle (lyrics by Joan Lipkin and music by Eric Lane Barnes). The songs tell stories about men living in this generation — some are married, some passed away, some wanted love, and some grew up. It was beautifully written and performed, so haunting that they inflicted emotions of the experiences I had.

The second part of the performance was catchy and fun. It was the “Big Band Era and the golden age of Swing,” including music from Irving Berlin and George Gershwin. Some of them dressed up in army outfits and danced, it was pretty sweet. And boy, haven’t they exhausted themselves!?

They sang Marry Me at the end, which they sang in front of the downtown City Hall. It was quite moving and I almost had tears in my eyes. That’s it for the recap.

Project Gutenberg — Free Online Literature

Monday, March 8th, 2004

Thousands of free e-books are available from Project Gutenberg. One can easily transform these plain ASCII texts into other forms of e-books and read them on the go! This is a wonderful collection of e-books. And according to E, there is a competition to redesign the site, here are some of the entries.

Good Old Crushes

Friday, March 5th, 2004

Last night I dreamed about my big time high school crush. Since this is a secret crush I am not going to reveal who this person is, not even a bit. We were walking in a mall and we gave each other such longing glances and smiles. I still feel tingly even after I got up. That particular crush for me is wonderful. In fact, dream is the perfect place to source that feeling from. The feeling of a crush is like a dream, it’s a fantasy. Nothing other than glances ever happened, but every feeling I had were initiated by my fantasies. It’s amazing that after all these years, without having seeing this person once, the feeling is still there.