Lunch

Dudette*, you’re supposed to cut my sandwich in half.

Eating a Subway sandwich now. Only just unwrapped it and realised it was not cut in half. Heh, was served by a trainee today and I am probably the very first person she served today under a real life scenario. So the sandwich was made slower than usual but I understand these conditions. People do get nervous the first time they do these things. I recall fumbling with stuff on my first times selling fish and photocopying stuff. You ask a lot of common sense questions but when you’re learning, confidence is nada on your part, and you just ask everything to get out of harm’s way. Now you don’t even think when you’re doing something, and having understood the flow of how things work, even if something goes wrong, you know at least a couple of ways to fix it.

Heh, is there a point to this post? Nah, don’t think so. At times I really do things for the sake of doing things. Have a whole checklist of things I’m supposed to do, as opposed to things I want to do. The things I’d like to do I don’t think I’m supposed to do and I can’t recall what it is I want to do as there is no checklist for things I want to do and it all gets lost in a sea of memories. Dude, you need to get out of here, smell the flowers and inhale some fresh mountain air.

There are things I want that I never say out loud. There are things that I say but never mean. Beyond yourself is the world of boys and girls. When do they frolick along and stumble upon each other to find out they want something besides what they’ve dreamt up all this while? Is life such folly?

* So into using the word dude these days. Don’t know why, sudden trend for me I picked up from I don’t know where.

Upgrade Bug Again

Woke up feeling a little lethargic. Heh, was on all fours last night reassembling and setting my PC, including fixing up my old parts on my friend’s computer. I guess with repetition, anything gets easy.

This is the 2nd time I’ve upgraded my existing PC. I wonder what kind of love affair this is with my computer, as I put a lot of attention into tweaking it to perform, yet at the first chance I can discard some parts (usually friends buy my old parts), I won’t be hesitant to get replacements.

Before this, it was a few days worth of research and ficklemindedness on what parts I’d get. This upgrade was a spur of the moment decision, when I was just half joking about selling my parts to my friend, if he was interested. Heh, and he was. So it only took a couple of hours of net surfing to decide on the parts I wanted. Went to the shop yesterday and ended up getting totally different things, mainly because I was impatient and didn’t want to wait for them to restock. I got a slightly more expensive processor (overclocks pretty well apparently) and a different brand motherboard (I’m only brand loyal on Nokia handphones, Nikon cameras and nothing else). Ouch says my wallet.

Cluttered mess in room

Room was a total mess last night, and when you’re concentrating on doing something, it doesn’t really matter what you do to get the end result. I left my room in this mess last night because I was too tired to clear it out. Woke up in the morning needing to navigate through a mine field of screws, electronics, plastic bags and paper cardboards to take a shower.

Everything’s back the way it was before the chaos that swept through my room. Even my computer is performing like it was never tampered to begin with. After having done this like zillions of times, you are less hesitant with doing life altering things like open heart surgery on your computer. I do this cause it’s a hobby of mine (albeit an expensive one) and also because I’m always never satisfied with the performance of my PC. It’s currently snappier, although the real test would be on 3D games of the day. However I’m not as keen on these as I used to be only like a year ago. Heh, so much other stuff to do these days.

Morning Latté

Jerome acquired a coffee machine through eBay, and I’d have tested it late last night if I wasn’t so lethargic from the heat already (it was like 37 degrees in Melbourne yesterday).

Was up early in the morning to fiddle with the machine, and the cheapo instruction manual wasn’t a very interesting read, but it did get the point through on what needed to be done. Heh, needed to prep the machine, warm this and that up, until finally, after like 20 minutes, I could press a button and I could see the black liquid oozing out into the espresso cup I had (needed to get the quantities right). It was another skim through the manual before I figured out how you were supposed to froth the milk.

The end result was an almost restaurant like latté experience. The taste was nearly there, although I need to work on the temperature a bit.

Heh, so it’s good coffee in the mornings until I have to return this little beauty to its rightful owner.