Youngest kid of six with an inferiority and black sheep complex, but determined that God saves not just his soul to heaven but the remainder of his manic-depressive life, so others won't say he became a Christian and remained a jerk.
i won't be transparent before i'm opaque. and you'll get to know me starting from the small things: who my favourite bands are. what kind of movies i like. who are my heroes.
I’m convinced that when confronted with sincere, real love, the Jesus factor will become obvious. But let’s not plant the cross before we carry it. I’m not trying to con you.
Some dreams are meant to be achieved. I know that. But maybe other dreams are meant to drive us, privately. Never known to anyone but ourselves.
It is a sadness that, when choosing between crying and sighing, will choose sighing. I'd almost say that melancholy is being sad about sadness itself.
On memory and nostalgia
It saddens me when life moves forward and people decide that certain things are worth forgetting.
I've learnt that the word irregardless is filed as a non-standard word in the English language. That's a lexicographer's way of saying it's not a real word.
Crowds are fickle things. So when we stand in the thousands and cry against the present government, do we know who we're actually crying for?
People always want the best for themselves. But I want to sometimes take second or third or fourth best, just so that the loser down the road doesn't always have to come in last. It must feel like shit to always come in last.
On growing old
Leasehold property make me feel sad. It doesn't matter how old the family photos are that you put on your wall. It's your family but it's not really your wall.
I ask you, if God loves everyone, and if God is also incapable of loving evil, how can there be such a thing as an evil man?
On a daily basis
One line quips, like this.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
I SWEAR NOBODY IS PAYING ME TO DO THIS: ON BLOGLINES
Clock in. say hello. start up. get a hot drink. plonk down. start work? no. read news. yes. and then read blogs. :)
if you read lots of blogs, you may or may not know that having an rss feed reader will make your life a lot better. if you've never used one before, it works like this: subscribe to a feed reader. dump your blog urls one by one into the reader. and load it up daily. your reader will tell you when there are new posts in your subscribed blogs. the idea, as you can see, is that you can keep track of blogs without having to hit them daily.
i've been using google reader ever since i came into contact with this beautiful internet tool. and to be fair, google reader has served me well. it's got a clean google-looking interface and everything is jolly in an user-friendly kinda way.
but a few things drove me to find a new reader. in the great tradition of vanity that i can be capable of, it irked me that google reader could not - for some reason - subscribe to my own blog. what's worse, whenever i try to subscribe to GCB, it subscribes one of my friends' blogs. totally unrelated, totally illogical, but for some strange reason explainable only by 9-year-old tech geeks who see things nobody else can, it happens.
and so i've found myself this nice other home: bloglines. scrolling around is easier, the interface is cleaner, there are some really awesome keyboard shortcuts, and there's this delightful function that allows you to pull out an individual blog post and file it away in a folder full of your favourite clippings. just like attacking a newspaper with a pair of scissors.
i've fixed up all my subscriptions and put them into relevant folders (right now, it's just "friends" and "politics". i wonder if they'll ever merge). there are lots of other features to discover but i'll take my time on this one. my back's not fully turned on google reader yet. but i'm really quite in love with bloglines. and yes, i think you should use it too.
to get your own bloglines rss reader, go to www.bloglines.com
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