My last blog entry was about this time of the year back in 2009. Where did 2010 go?
With 2011 more than half-way gone, I can only sum up the time between now and then to be eventful. Tragically, there had been three deaths in the family. I 'lost' a friendship that I most treasure. I drove my health to yet another brink to add hyperthyroid to my list of severe auto-immune sufferings.
Other than that, life hasn't been too bad. All of my 2010 resolutions were fulfilled and I also discovered a couple of new things about myself. For example,
1. I seem to have a knack for the ancient art of Wadaiko - somewhat.
All it takes is some stress of astronomical levels and you unleash it in a fury with two bachi sticks on to a Taiko the size of an elephant's hind.
2. I have trouble deciding if I should outsource my ironing.
I did eventually, convincing myself that I'd avoid repetitive-stress injury. I had a stack that was 8 months high.
3. I play chess like a bloody street fighter.
It means three things. One: anything goes - sometimes, it's brilliant; most of the time, not. Two: you throw whatever you've got, everything and everywhere. Three: even if you turned out to be the winner, you probably got hurt pretty badly, anyway.
4. I like the gym.
...but am far from being a junkie.
5. I'm more willing to give up my full-time job and rid my scabs of corporate bullsh-t than I have ever cared to consider.
There are way too many better things to do, like picking belly fluff.
6. I can live without Facebook.
...but I'm not yet ready to commit Facebook Suicide. For now, I'd refer to myself as a (Facebook) recluse.
7. I have a green thumb - somewhat.
My plants are thriving (read: not dead). I sometimes forget I'm a Landscape Architect.
8. I want to retire a photojournalist, with a genie in a bottle.
I should really start taking myself a bit more seriously...
Now, it's half past two in the morning. I'm in inane denial - like a child who doesn't like school, telling myself that if I didn't go to bed on a Sunday, Monday would never come.
