Heh, you take 70 odd photos, and after rummaging through what you thought could have been good shots, you find only one acceptable one to post up…

You spend days whacking code from the ground up to get a design you like, and after 3 or 4 days, you have something you’re finally agreeable with. However, you end up being too lazy to integrate it onto the webserver, at least not just yet. The design will sit at the bottom of the work pile for the moment, at least until all the psychedelic colours desaturate from your mind, and you can at least look at it from a new perspective…

And from the experience of the above, out of the blue you decide you want to fix up the usability issues with your photography section. You spend 2 hours hacking at it, and it looks exactly like how you wanted it initially when you first had it up and running. Well, almost…

You listen to T.M. Revolution’s Zips, one of his newer songs. You reminisce how you first heard his music from Rurouni Kenshin, and then in Gundam Seed. You still think Japanese music is unique and has a distinctive flavour from American, British, Australian or Mandarin/Cantonese music (which are the other things you listen to on occasion). Other than the language barriers, the tunes and rhythms are enough to keep these songs on repeat in your playlist.

You decide you want to watch the latest episode of Naruto now, and off you go…

Coca cola is baddddd…

Caffeine from lattés would give sure signs of dehydration or heart palpitations. I’d sleep peacefully, and wake up at 5.30am to jog and blog. Coca cola is the silent killer (with its abundance of both caffeine and sugar), with no signs of having any effects at all.. until you try to fall asleep.

Today would have been one of those killer days. Having only slept 4 ½ hours and needing to do part time work at the photocopy shop until around 6pm (I had intermittent breaks, but was still largely awake the whole day), I should have been pooped by then. I was, until my friend came over with dinner and a two litre bottle of Coke which I’m pretty sure we evenly distributed. What’s worse is that you don’t notice the amount you consume when you’re playing Gunbound and you’re hungry/thirsty (eaten an entire 250g block of Cadbury chocolate before and tried to fall asleep, the consequences being lurid dreams).

I noticed the first signs of trouble when I tried to fall asleep at 1am. I was tired, but couldn’t fall asleep. I tried reading A Short History of Nearly Everything, which has been helpful in putting me to sleep on prior occasions. Not that it’s a boring book, quite the contrary. It’s just so brimming with information you can get lost in the individual details at times. The funny thing was that I managed to get myself really engrossed in the book up until the part where Einstein introduced his General Theory of Relativity.

Sanity kicked in and said, “Dude, this is supposed to be rocket science, too boring for your average joe kind of brain.” I actually heeded my brain’s advice and slowly my eyelids felt heavy and I decided that I would go sleep. This led to the lurid dreaming cycle and at 3.00am now, being wide awake from the horrible experience, I’m trying to pen my experiences to you.

The moral of the story is that if you intend to eat while gaming, make sure you limit the quantity of food available to yourself in hand’s grasp, especially food items that contain drug substances.

Must… sleep…