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Having finished a book today, I thought I should take some walk outside. But the rain was pouring like a horny bitch. I gave up my journey at a bookstore and went to see the beach at the end of the street on my place. Having been here more than a year, I still haven't seen it in rain so far. It was charming, alright. Some gulls were fluttering around too. Looking at the see water under the heavy rain for a while, I was reminded of her again. Every damn thing in this little town reminds me of her. We've spent time together here long enough I guess.


Then I watched 'Tony Takitani', again.

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6 sachets of Lipton left

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What she has left behind

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7 sachets of Lipton 'Honey & Lemon' tea, a half-full can of walnut drink powder, a near-full can of men's daily facial cream, some avocado cream, perhaps some shaving cream leftover, a few sachets of moisturiser samples, a few sachets of men's skin products samples.

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Lounge report

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I like a glass of red wine with some dark chocolate. It rains now. I've felt rather frustrated (yes, again). I feel as if this blog needs a title. Something like, 'Lounge blog' or 'Alcoholic blog' maybe. Apparently they wouldn't give me such option. I guess I can't really complain as that absence of option was the very reason I chose this place. I listen to Brahms now. Richter is playing piano. I feel warm because the heater is on. I take off my firm-provided vest. The wine is doing its part in keeping me warm. Richter is doing his own bit too, may he rest in peace. I whined a lot today. Like that guy in Haruki's novel, I am finding this solitude very comforting as it is my refuge in this unsatisfactory real life of mine. I think I've poured a little too much wine. I thought I might as well empty the bottle as it was about to be emptied. It's not easy taking things in moderation, eh? Then again, sometimes I regret that I took things in moderation. Life in excess is cool and I've always wanted it. But I haven't been too successful in that regard. I do my best. I do my best to keep me warm, satisfied. I suspect that is the very reason I am frustrated for the most of time. But, oh, well.


It has hit 10pm now. I guess I should go to bed within an hour or so. There's cello sound from the Brahms now. I feel slightly lonely. Why so much change of emotion so abrubtly? I don't know. Must be a wrong composite of chemicals in my brain. Or else. Come to think of it, I haven't done any exercise today. I think I've walked less than 500m in total. Definitely not good. When my shoulder goes lame next week, I should stroll around a bit. The area isn't so interesting as say Hong Kong or New York or Tokyo or London, but who knows maybe I'll be able to find a little wild flowery garden somewhere. Or there's water always nearby. It will be cold but I should try to move my body as much as possible. Oh how I wish I was away, far away, float like a bird in the distant air. I wonder if those birds do really go where they want to go to. Or is it the air that takes them, an armful load of birds, flying birds.

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Lounge life begins

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Having spent most of time at home in my private cell of room, I have decided that I should make use of the lounge room which is understandably bigger. Not only that, this unit has a built-in gas heater only in this lounge room. 3-seater sofa makes it perfect for lazy reading. Most importantly the space facilitates the sound quality of my speakers.

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Shostakovich

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Listening to Shostakovich's jazz, his appearance takes a form of a physically attractive, 'you-will-never-be-bored', hopelessly mysterious girl. Like that girl, who we all dream of, who has this unattainable property that is so elusive that you can only imagine, whose unpredictable, all-defying soul captivates and imprisons my dreamy longing, he invites that I join her, my unilateral participation that's unashamedly frustrating. He knows grief, struggle, fun, freedom, lightness and unfathomable depth of a lone well in the middle of nowhere. All-knowing he who is a girl.

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Love of music

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Seems like yesterday when I wondered whether I would ever own a CD player in my life. Tired of having a piece of junk that doesn't even play a CD properly, I have finally bought a proper CD player, an integrated amplifier and a good-looking pair of cherry-finished large bookshelf speakers. How have I managed without these? I've recently suspected that I don't really care too much for music. Now I can clearly say that music hasn't been so consoling as it used to be purely because my system was such a rubbish. With the new set, I can already feel my life has improved, enhanced and enriched. Time spent alone at home has become so much more enjoyable.

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Spit it out

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The more I think about it, the more I am convinced that I must accept the pain and suffering that certainly and rather necessarily precedes the elusive rewards that more often than not hide under a thick skin called fate. I do not know whether I will not regret the decision that I am about to make. But it is a decision that I must make as if there is no alternative.

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ПРАКТИКА - 2009: Home

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ПРАКТИКА - 2009: Home

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Mein Kampf

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Without a trace of desire, I feel myself void, empty and hollow. Full of desire, I am life again and the future is real and tangible. Desire, however, retrieves necessary pain, bitter disappointment and even disillusion. What to do?


I can only choose desire. Life may not be so consoling, but it still requires some substance.

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Heath Ledger

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Tuesday was cruel. I took the infamous pill that ended Heath Ledger and forced myself to sleep like a rotten log. I'm better now. Still hurt, but I manage to live on. When I think about it, it wasn't such a big deal. Probably it really wasn't. What matters right now is that I can't sleep again. Yes, I'm hungover.

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A cafe that played Mozart, Schubert or even Chopin

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Having recently been rendered a man without a girlfriend effectively, I have sought refuge at a cafe nearby, with a copy of Dawkins' atheist discussion (the title is so distasteful that I refuse to type). The cafe owner, despite being very friendly and kind and all, I suspect, has given me a wrong change ($1.50 rather than $6.50). As I was neither equipped with solid evidence to dispute the transaction nor prepared to incur expenses of a tiresome and embarrassing scene, I made peace with myself in consideration of her hospitable and unsolicited offer of extra glass of tab water.


What really annoyed me was the choice of music.


The usual so-called 'chill-out' music that features repetitive electronically-created drum beats plus another repetitive line of melody that looms in the air like garlic in Chinese stir-fried beans. I find this sort of music not only distasteful but also disruptive to my otherwise smooth, relaxing Sunday.


Of course, it's my fault. Who really listens to classical music in a cafe. If there was sufficient demand, I'd find a cafe that played Mozart, Schubert or even Chopin (I bet it would be his nocturnes), this world being capitalist and all. But no. Nobody really listens to those composers. Even where the majority of customers consists of silver-haired gents and ladies, the choice of music inevitably tends to be some old jazz tune or Sinatra at best.


It is somewhat disturbing that I nevertheless prefer those old tunes over the meaningless drum beats.


I wonder if there were some other cities where the cafes would play classical music. Perhaps in Vienna. But I suspect even in those cities classical music is being played for tourists, not the local inhabitants.

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Seminyak Villas

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Before sunrise

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Daydream delusion! Limousine Eyelash!


Oh baby with your pretty face

Drop a tear in my wineglass

Look at those big eyes

See what you mean to me

Sweet cakes and milkshakes

I am a delusion angel

I am a fantasy parade

I want you to know what I think

don't want you to guess anymore


You have no idea where i came from

we have no idea where we're going

Launched in life

like branches in the river

Flowing downstream,

caught in the current


I'll carry you, you'll carry me

That's how it could be


Don't you know me?

Don't you know me by now?

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The Vagina Monologues-2009 Interest Meeting‏

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What: The Vagina Monologues Seoul 2009 Interest Meeting

A meeting for those interested in being a part of the 2009 production of The Vagina Monologues. Those interested in performing and/or behind the scenes work are welcomed. If you would like to perform, please be prepared to read a short piece directly following the meeting.


When and Where:

(You only need to come to one of the meetings)

February 28, 2009 at 2:30 PM

The American Diner

56-13 Itaewon Yongsan

*After arriving at Itaewon Station subway line 6, please head for exit #4. From exit #4, walk straight for about 4 minutes, passing the McDonalds. You will see the American Diner on your left.


March 7, 2009 at 2PM

Chungdahm Institute Training Center

4F Gwangjeong Bldg., 18-9 Hwayang-dong, Gwangjin-gu 143-916

*After arriving at Children’s Grand Park Station subway line #7, please head for exit #4. Coming out of exit #4, make a u-turn from the stairway and go left. Go to the corner and make a left. Walk straight for about 5 minutes and you will see a Hanabank (하나은행) on your left side. Go to the 4th Floor of that building.

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What is V-Day?

V-Day is a global movement to end violence against women and girls that raises funds and awareness through benefit productions of Playwright/Founder Eve Ensler 's award winning play The Vagina Monologues. In 2006, more than 2700 V-Day events took place in the U.S. and around the world. To date, the V-Day movement has raised over $40 million and educated millions about the issue of violence against women and the efforts to end it, crafted international educational, media and PSA campaigns, launched the Karama program in the Middle East, reopened shelters, and funded over 5000 community-based anti-violence programs and safe houses in Kenya , South Dakota , Egypt and Iraq . In June 2006, V-Day launched the UNTIL THE VIOLENCE STOPS: NYC festival which invited thousands of New Yorkers to stand up and join V-Day in making New York City the safest place on earth for women and girls. The 'V' in V-Day stands for Victory, Valentine and Vagina. Visit http://www.vday.org for more information.


This performance will be bilingual Korean & English. Therefore, we are in great need of bilingual or Korean speakers; however, we hope to involve both the international expat community as well as local activists and artists based in Korea. The will be two performances-an afternoon and evening performance both on April...


In addition to actual performances roles, the following roles also need to be filled:


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blow up yuor head

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in my niche

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