flowing in the currents with a lapse of memory

I just realized I never wrote a review of Bonnie Mckee's Trouble. I could write one now, but the moment has sort of passed. I'm listening to Hungry Lucy's To Kill a King now, and if I'm not too lazy, you might see a review of it once I get to digest it a little more. But you know, it's a stretch, because when am I not lazy (at least when it comes to writing)?

Apparently I don't have to go into Cubico today and I plan on leaving in an hour and a half. So, that means, I'll be home at 5:30 or so (depending on traffic), unbelievable.

On a related tangent, have I ever shown any of you the flash site I did for their clothing brand Tres Royale? Well I guess I have now.

Anyway, it's the holidays and celebrations are going on all around. So I'll be partaking in some of it myself by attending dinner at Maggiano's tomorrow night. It should be fun, I'll get to meet some new faces (cause I know they, as in Cubico, have hired some new people that I've never met since I only go in for a few hours a week).

If I'm too lazy to post again before the holidays (cause as I've stated before, I'm lazy when it comes to writing), I wish everyone a good one.

Oh and I know this is old news to some of you, but look, apparently I'm not the only one who thinks The Pogues' Fairytale of New York is the best Christmas song ever. Oh man, what does that say about people? We pick one of the most depressing Christmas songs ever during the season of joy and happiness.

get back. you don't know me like that

I just got out of a meeting at work and I must say I was a little weirded out. Inside the conference room, there are two types of chairs (with wheels), one type with arm rests, and the other without. I was one of the early arrivals to the meeting so I grabbed one with an arm rest and sat myself in a corner. Right before the meeting started, one of my co-workers pulled up a non-arm-rest chair to the left of me. Only thing is, he sat himself extremely close to me. How close? Let's say, during the course of the meeting, he hijacked my left arm rest. Now forgive me, but I find that extremely weird. He maybe my co-worker, but I don't even know his name (he's a consultant). There's the fact of the invasion of personal space as well as the fact that he HIJACKED my left arm rest. I mean, we're not at a theatre where two people share arm rests. The arm rest was specifically attached to my individual chair. While doing this, he'd lean on his arm too, which meant he leaned far closer to me than he already was (going back to the invasion of personal space). Also, he kept shifting his weight around, which, his arm being latched on to my arm rest, caused my chair to move around also. And one more thing, the room wasn't that crowded to the point where this guy had to situate himself so close to me to begin with. Now if you ask me, that's a faux pas. I'm just weirded out.

he's a cold hearted snake

Am I cold hearted? Am I unemotional? Is my easy acceptance a sign that I don't care enough? But I do. I've missed it, but I'm fine.

Anyway, how does Lord Wong of Glencairn sound?

and so it is

"So goodbye,
sweet appetite,
no single bite
could satisfy...

I know your name,
I know your skin,
I know the way
these things begin;

But I don't know
what I would give of myself,
how I would live with myself
if you don't go.

It won't do
to dream of caramel,
to think of cinnamon
and long
for you."

- excerpt from "Caramel" by Suzanne Vega

happy monogamous relationships

If guinea pigs can be monogamous, why can't humans be? That's not to say eveyone cheats, but people do.

these cucumber eyes are lying the more that I smile

I haven't listened to my launch station in a while, and what a pleasant surprise it was when I decided to do so today. They apparently added a whole bunch of old music that they never had before, some of which I enjoy to the fullest. I can finally listen to some Garbage and Frou Frou at work without a CD.

Anyway, I'm wondering if they'll ever release a soundtrack for Closer. There's some spectacular music in that movie and it'd be sad not to make a compilation of it. I'd try to make my own (illegal) version, but I don't know all the tracks. I just know that Damien Rice's "Blower's Daughter" is an amazing song.

Well, off to another snorefest of a meeting at work. I'll see if I can stay awake. Maybe I can keep my awareness by contemplating more meanings in Closer.

where is this love? show me

I've been trying to digest Closer since I watched it this past Saturday. The more I attempt to digest it, the more I enjoy the movie and in turn, spurs me to try to make more sense of it. It's an endless circle.

[Warning! Some what of spoilers ahead]

A big random thought about the film:

I thought I sort of understood why Alice (or Jane, but for this discussion, I'll just use Alice) leaves Dan at the end of the film, but I never really fully understood the motivation. Then I remembered when he questioned her about sleeping with Larry and how her initial reaction was something similar to "you lived with her, and I still loved you." Interpreted, that said it all. She placed him on a pedestal, forgave him for his indiscretions, but yet, through his questions, he showed that he could not do the same for her. And there in was the problem between the two from the very beginning. The two were always on opposite sides of the spectrum.

Alice was a simple girl (though seemingly complex by her deceits), all that mattered to her was love. She says to Dan, something to the line of, "Why won't you let me love you?" and, "Why isn't love enough?" Through that, we get a glimpse into the girl that is Alice, simple in her motivations, but complicated in her lies.

Dan, on the other hand, was a constant seeker of something more. Love wasn't enough for him--he always sought the truth, even though, most of the time, those truths hurt him. That's why, even when it didn't matter to him, supposedly, he always questioned Alice (and Anna) for the truth. By seeking truth, this showed his distrust for others.

And in the end, his distrust of her, pushed Alice over the edge, and thus, she leaves him. Even when Dan realizes this a few moments later, it is a few moments too late. Alice, simple in motivation, finds reason enough to not love him. A moment, a single moment, sends an undying love to its grave. It is tragic, but deserving, perhaps, because they were never meant for each other.

But what is the message? It seems to me, it is that love should be enough. One should find trust, even when trust is suspect. Then again, "without truth, we'd all just be savages" as Larry's character says. I remain confused, but intrigued.

This also posted at blogcritics.

mocking of institutions

Here's an example of the state of our current marriage institution. Aren't we just proud of the sanctity of a marriage between a man and a woman?

Anyway, there's a man who is giving away a million dollars when pigs fly. He's rather quite obsessed and adamant about mocking divine institutions. But then, if you think about it, he could possibly be undone through what he touts, science. I mean, though it's not possible yet, but it could be, in the future, that we could genetically engineer pigs to be able to fly. Although that doesn't disprove his theory that no supposed supernatural powers or phenomenons is beyond science, but he'd be 1 million dollars poorer.