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.


On identity
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.

On Christianity
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.

On dreams
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.


On melancholy
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.

On language
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.

On politics
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?

On society
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.

On philosophy
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.


Saturday, March 14, 2009

You've all seen this one before haven't you? yeah. it wouldn't be so bad if there was a real reason why. like, let's run through the three definitive reasons why your generic volume may not be stopped.

(1) you're playing an mp3 off it
(2) you're halfway copying a bunch of files onto it
(3) it shoots a double barrel like a young clint eastwood.

other than that, no, there's no reason why you shouldn't be able to eject your usbs when you're no longer using them. but that's not always the case, is it? take this screencap, for instance. it was taken when all the windows had been closed and all the programs had been exited. the drive was, as far as the user was concerned, no longer active. still, it couldn't eject.

happens to you? well, let me be a used-car salesman for a moment and brag about apple. 

on the mac, if your thumdrive browser window is open, and you send your thumbdrive to eject, your window slides away and your thumdrive ejects. 

so, my friends, they always say that what makes good marriages work are the small things. well, this one small thing unnecesarily drove my relationship with the pc deeper into the jungles of uganda. 

i love my mac. if you have one, you'll love it too.

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Genusfrog [ 12:01 am ]


  • Hey... promoting Mac again? Keep up the good work..! I'm becoming a Mac Fan myself... i <3 *garage band* hehe =)

    By Blogger sarah kate, at 2:25 pm  

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