21 January, 2008 § Leave a comment

have been sniffling for the past couple of weeks. am still trying to figure out what’s causing it. i’m beginning to suspect it’s the filth i live in.

renovation works are half-way through. they’re done with the painting and should be installing my desk this week. i miss having proper working-living space. life interrupted is an unsettling sort of feeling. on a brighter side, having to recreate myspace made me clean out the years of neglect which shouldn’t have been there if i didn’t have the propensity to hoard.

i should get some nifty plasticware from Daiso to store stuff in a smarter way. think plastic is a good material to store stuff in. it doesn’t attract creatures like paper does (even though i love the idea of paper), doesn’t absorb as much heat as metal does, and is easy to wipe clean.

finished the sally vickers’ book about the angel. it was pleasant , like being on a walking tour of venice. for me, it wasn’t as magical as jeanette winterson’s the passion or as fantastical as calvino‘s invisible cities. good for a quick summertime read though, but a bit lean if you wanted a great literary adventure.


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