running through my head

 I have half a mind to take this machine out of this cold room and to my sunlit lounge but soon the sun will set and am I interested in climbing up and down with a laptop? plus this room has my music system. 

Right, so today!

It's been alright.

I was not so busy, the house is sparkling and smells gorgeous and I have figured out this trick to utilising my room fresheners better. 

Now, I spray a smidgen of the fresheners on the mops as well, this way when I clean the floors the fragrance disperses in every corner of the house and keeps my entire casa smelling fragrant that is both mellow and long-lasting. 

You can try this trick with essential oils as well, but seeing how oils are so concentrated I prefer doing this with room fresheners.

I have pictures to edit, my sore arms from todays' workout to nurse and the coffee I made sits cooling on the dining table because I forgot to bring it up with me. 

Hmm

hey ho

 One moment I was settling down for lunch and the other I had to rush to break a fight outside between sheru and the silver cat. Sheru came back with a bloody claw and my plate of food stayed that way for almost an hour before I could resume activities and eat my lunch.

Peaceful moments are most reticent in their approach and the minute you find one grab hold of it and don't let it go.

I am in the process of writing down recipes and trying to figure out how I can balance this week between my extremely tight schedule and incoming plans to meet friends.

Tomorrow is Dhanteras and what are your shopping plans? I think some jewellery might be in order for me and in fact, it would have been a difficult decision to make had I not already had in mind what it is that I need to buy. 

The weather is so gorgeous outside that it almost feels a shame to sit home and work.

I think I will spend some time typing recipes sitting outside cuz why not?

so here it is today

I sat down to type out some thoughts but an annoyance keeps fingering me add to that woe's of this machine which is slow and nonchalant and doesn't much care for my feelings.
This alien keyboard clacks a lot more than it usually should and I don't like it along with a whole lot of other things that not only clack but jar my mental moments and my vibe is annoyingly bothered.

Right then.
Some drawing it shall be.
Perhaps a skull that I'd like to etch out with some fineliners before experimenting with some acrylic. Perhaps I'll totally ruin it or maybe just put it out as a failed experiment but I will do something and report.

The most successful inkblot art piece I have done is definitely the blue coloured one, you know what I'm talking of.

Up and at it, as they say!!

some updates

Is it evening already?
yes.
Time is not my friend seeing how it flew by.
It's already time to start thinking about dinner and of course, I don't think about it now a few moments before making it because I had thought of it last night just as I will think about all of tomorrow's meals today.

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My cats have been asleep for hours now which means my night will be rather colourful.

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I started with a new drawing today and the challenge is real.
Almost propped the easel on a pillow to get better leverage and angle but the damn thing kept slipping.
Need to come up with a more ergonomic way of dealing with it.

Okay then.
To the kitchen

Here here

I have to watch this episode 'going postal' now, because it looked so good..add to that the fact that the castings mentioned 'David Suchet' in it and what am I if not a fan.
he was the pivotal Hercule Poirot, the only Hercule Poirot that could ever be, not that hairy mess we say from the 'Murder on the Orient express' trailer.

Talk of eating away with one spoon, Today has felt like I've been trying to sip soup with a fork.

And I'm loathe to confess that today was spent on a 3.5 hour phone call with my brother. One of those three times a month long phone calls where we discuss everything from movies to politics to series to careers to gossips to bitching to business plans to hypothetical worlds to video games..in fact everything that could ever exist under the sun.

So yes, today was spent in just that along with other odds and ends.

Also I just finished drinking a soy milk banana and kiwi smoothie and let me tell you these flavours just didn't work.

killing time with a time honed machete

A bit about tv series

that I recently watched but didn't write/talk about

Aquarius: I think I already mentioned about this crime drama series in some of my archives, but it's worth a second mention. Set in the late 60's, revolving around Manson family and other incidents that formed the backdrop of that time. It's a good watch.

Stranger things: You might start as a skeptical when you first watch this, but by the third episode you'll be a complete convert. It envelopes the whole 80's vibe so well, paying homage to every sci-fi horror, thriller movie of that time, it immediately pulls you in. The tint, the vibe, dialogues, settings and the music works so well. Its music deserves another mention, because they've nailed the 80's synth so honestly, and oh man I LOVE THE CASTING of that show. It's a must watch

11.22.63. : based on Stephen King's book of the same name, it's produced by King as well, which sort of nudged me to watch it. It was nice, very Stephen King, and wore that whole American culture to it like some of King's book do, that sometimes bounce off me, cuz often times I find these topics absolutely culturally irrelevant.  I kind of found this a bit of both meh and gripping at times, but that's only because the central plot or reason/topic of this entire series was not something I could relate to. It's a so-so watch.

The Night Of: An HBO series that's based on 'Criminal Justice' which was pretty good when it came out. It's a crime drama series and engrossing. Each episode is an hour long, and not necessarily a binge watch material. It's gripping and weaves a good image of the American justice system, race prejudices and how shit can hit the fan that one day in your life when you thought nothing would go wrong. It's a good watch.
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Series that I'm currently watching

Wayward pines: It started off with that blue tint, everything's mysterious, 'man lost in a town can't get out of there' kind of predictable vibe, and it didn't help matters much when the casting showed that M Night Shyamalan is behind this tv series. I didn't pay much attention, but again, a couple episodes in and it picked up, and picked up so strangely creepily that now I'm kinda hooked. Also I realized that Matt Dillon looks like a cross between a zombie and Frankenstein's monster. (I'm not kidding).  This is definitely binge watch material. It's a fantastic watch.

Inside No 9: A British Tv series that's a new story each episode. What can I say, it's uniquely creepy and exceptionally awesome. Each episode is a mish-mash of horror comedy and it's darker than pits of nights. Oh man its funny and it's dark. Brits know a thing or two about dark comedy with that bone dry humour, something I love and adore. Episodes are half an hour each, engrossing, crazy, creative, mad and cathartic. It's a must fucking watch.

(this list doesn't include anime's that I'm currently watching/watched. That is another post for another time)

Book fiend habits numero dos and other things

On the one hand I feel like reading something totally Yasunari Kawabata or Orhan Pamuk and on the other I feel like I should read something Neil Gaimanish or Chuck Palahniuk sorts.

Perhaps I'll get a book that's a bit of both or get two different ones at that.

Decisions decisions

   I'm unable to read a lot of books at the same time, or leave a book half read for that matter.
The only variable in this case is probably that I can listen to a different audiobook in parallel, apart from reading a book, and immerse in some comic books apart from that.

So if I'm committed to a book, well, I'll be a one book woman for that time until I finish it.

The last book I read was 'knees up Mother Earth' by Robert Rankin, and I tried hard to stretch this reading journey by only trying to read a few pages everyday, but that was near impossible because that book was ludicrously comical and deeply engaging. I think many a nights I hugged the book as I slept, hoping for its smells to permeate my being, for its fingerprints to implant themselves on my person. A bit creepy, but that's how it is.


Ok, so I've go the blogger app on my iPad as well as phone now (I just transferred it) , and as we know that app has certain limitations, apart from the fact that it doesn't update, you can't even sync it for two different blogs. As in you can't switch to write in to another blog..so apart from syncing my blogs to my mails (I do as I'm told), I have now the added advantage of using the same app on two different gadgets; which I now use to write two separate blogs.

Apart from that I use the basic Notes app on iPhone to write. It sometimes includes my grocery list, or phantasmal words that were translated from thoughts mid sleep, or even ideas on what next to draw. Basically I use it as a note..from writing gibberish alphabets to ten page stories.

Apart from that I've two small diaries that I use to pen down things, days, details and what not.

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It's been raining since last night, and not the ferocious pelting raindrops, but rather a steady flurry of dew drops, but this has put a damper on my running plans today, and thus rather foolishly I opted for a 40 minute at home full body cardio workout, and I'll have to say running is a better bet..because it isn't half as tiring. I mean running for 40 minutes doesn't make me feel like I'm knock knock knocking on satan's door.

Ok, So I run at a steady pace for about 6 kms and I do it about 3-4 times a week.

Apart from running I do some light exercises at home on my trusty Yoga mat. Some squats, some lunges, some jumping jacks and plenty more. And I keep mixing them up, but today inspired by some Herculean will, I decided on a full 40 minute workout, and by the gods, I was a puddle of sweat after the first 20 minutes, by the time it was finished I think my muscles felt cemented. God knows what kind of agony I will see myself in tomorrow..hopefully not much.

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What I really like about the new iOS10 update is the musical montage thing it does with your pictures. it was kinda cheesy cute and nice..

I had to turn on the keyboard sounds just to hear them click.. which they do with such a murmuring gluck.  It does sound a lot better, but it's back to being mute again.

Pressing home button is a bother, cuz I'm so used to swiping, I end up with the camera mode each time

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Some profiles are to die for, and some worth living. (hearts)

can't wrap my head around..

I've been trying, without much success..to listen to music while writing; in the lowest of volume, the loungiest of music, and yet, it distracts to the point of compelling me to turn off any sound playing in the background.
It kills my concentration, and I can't seem to hear my own thoughts in my head..and it's not as though I were penning down sage thoughts of deep profundity requiring abstruse meditation; No!, I'm talking vacuous garble more akin Beiber's lyrics..and yet, if there's so much as a hint of anything playing in the background, I stay frozen, fingers on keyboard, eyes affixed on the screen, unable to think/type a word.

It baffles me, annoys me..I've seen people study for their exams with their headphones plugged into their ears for hours, and though admittedly my grades were far better than theirs, I've seen them study, solve equations, pen down essays and read books, all the while listening to music!
How?

The closest I come to this miraculous talent is listening to music/audiobooks while DRAWING! not reading or writing but drawing..something that doesn't need me to speak my thoughts aloud in my head. Something that only needs my hands to work on paper.

It baffles, nay, mystifies me..I mean, I tried listening to music while typing this very post, and five words into the first sentence I had to turn off the music, and wipe out each alphabet I wrote, because it felt like gibberish.

GrrrRant

I want to write a poem, a story and continue on with writing new chapters of a book that's got much too intertwined with craziness.

My mind, however, feels blank these days. Seems like it's hibernating or gone into a hermetic trance. 

Like I've given myself up too wholeheartedly to the glorious mundane, to the point that it has permeated my veins and now throbs with my heart in unison. 

Has gotta be a way around it. Just been so ferociously displeased, erratically moody and irritated. 

There are too many reasons, truth be told. 

In fact there's one headlining reason, the others are just minor bullet points. 

Ugh. Also, life's getting in the way of alter cosmos; spending time alone with my thoughts fertilized my farms of fantasy, but all I've got now is a cotton-mouth island of insipid inspirations.

Perhaps I could alliterate myself out of this. 

Not likely though. 

Is it because I'm seriously not sitting down to finish what I'd started? Because I've got too many things knocking about in my mind that make me so restless all the time? 

Perhaps I should begin by scratching out pending elements on my to do list, that can be easily accomplished. 

Like my food blog. All the shifting and the traveling has put updating it on a hold, I feel guilty just thinking about it. 

I'd resolved to update it every Wednesday and that's perhaps what I should do. Beginning this Wednesday. 

So on and so forth, I guess. 

Dipping your fingers in too many sauces and unable to discern the taste of even a single one.

Thankfully I'm not a lazy fuck, though god knows I've tried being one. If only I'd been lazy, my life would've been so much easier. Nothing to bother about, low on priorities, procrastinating like a baus, unconcerned, impervious to reality, blasé, callous and happy. 

Underlying reasons are many, chief among them is the fact that I'm disinclined to be content, that my expectations from life are dizzying, that I'm greedy and want to hog each dollop of every fragment of all the dimensions in existence, and, mon ami, it can get exhausting, exasperating; to the point of writing a rant. 

on the dirt trail and killing time..finding things

Well, whaddya know? I've got a brand new internet connection that's supposedly fast..at least thats what they said on the packet..and I'm taking this baby for a trial run.

With few things to do in my new house, there isn't much unpacking to do considering my packed boxes haven't reached here yet..so cleaning was my only and not to mention my favourite option and past time. Come on, you've shifted into a new house you gotta do a spot of cleaning.
Since yesterday I've cleaned my house thrice- top to bottom, and each time I find something new to clean that was overlooked in the previous cleanliness endeavor..like a new dirt revelation. (How fun [eye roll]) In my cleanliness drive I have uncovered a few many items that the previous renters have left behind..just the way some new renters in our previous house will find a few too many items that we've left behind.

So based on these items and myriad of things that I've uncovered I've come to figure out a bit more of the previous tenants.

I know for a fact that they were a Japanese couple.

How you ask?

1) My first theory that this place was previously occupied by a couple.

• There's an exercise table in the house..obviously it's too bulky to lug around..so it was rather unceremoniously left behind. Bang right in the middle of the living room, and along with it was a number of dumb bells and weights. 
• There are a number of tool boxes and half finished wooden projects.
• men sized t-shirts and men's socks'

- I can safely assume that a man lived here

• There are a number of scented candles
• A lot of crafts tape and sewing materials
• women's hair in the vacuum cleaner left behind (the vacuum cleaner was in a pretty bad condition and I've thus sacrificed it to the technology valhalla)
• women's hairbands

- I can safely assume there was a woman

And the biggest giveaway was a couples bathrobe abruptly left hanging in one of the bathrooms.

2) My second theory that this place was previously occupied by a Japanese couple.

• Well, there are a lot of Japanese folks living in this neighbourhood
• a number of dead tech from obscure Japanese company is left behind
• lot of knick knacks and adornments around the house are Japanese
• left behind are some cookware that are exclusively used in Japanese cooking.
• Japanese style house slippers

- I can safely assume they were a Japanese couple.

3) My third theory that they might have had a child too.

• One of the rooms has a really cute single bed
• A nifty study table which isn't exactly the professional kinds but rather a school going child types.
• a small writing board that has both black and white boards
• Glue marks on the wall of this room which indicates there might have been some posters here.
• A 'happy mother's day' mug
• found a leftover kids bubble bath in one of the bathrooms

- I can only kinda assume that there was a child.

other things I've learnt about this couple

• they were Ikea fetishists.
• They'd travelled to Australia (there are a lot of Australian souvenirs)
• The man was a pilot (I found aviation forms and an airline logo broach )
• they were pretty health conscious and neat
• they were totally into DIY

So, yeah this is what I've figured out in the past couple days. 

Yeah, I've so much nothing to do I'm Sherlocking my time here. 

...soon..

stuff

Okay, so I'm slowly transferring some poems and stories to the new tumblr acc. I don't know what difference it's really going to make except there'd be one place where I can keep posting stuff that isn't just whatever.
Does tumblr have one of those blog like personalities where older stuff can be displayed on the side?
I've a good mind to make an instagram account and start posting poems there. Like those screenshots of poems. laughable indeed. I don't think I can manage so many social media accounts..for all you know my interest in any online shenanigans might just start waning if I'm saddled with handling oh so much stuff. gah!