12 posts tagged “books”

Thing the one: My office found my dad's Malay Dilemma!!!!!!!!!! I am so beyond happy no exclamation marks are enough. I shall bake Vani apple pie, no lie. ^______^

Thing the two: I believe I have turned Lil into a Benefit girl. OOPS?

Thing the third: A little outdated, this observation of mine, but I have to say, one must give 'props' to the revamped Black Eyed Peas (and thus, of course, Fergie) for their unwavering commitment to literacy. I mean, what with their nursery rhymes (my humps... my humps my humps my humps) and unrelenting desire to SPELL EVERYTHING. C'mon everybody, how do we spell 'glamorous'?

Thing the fourth: Regardless with my problems with Neil Gaiman's actual fiction-writing, he and his daughter are bloody adorable bloggers.

Thing the fifth: You know lolcat is everywhere when Chaucer's doing it. <.<

Also I went to a candlelight vigil the other evening. Was the only person wearing a baju kurung, though certainly not the only Malay-Muslim (haha, I be representin' mah peeps). Am a little embarrassed when this lady, another first-timer, gushed about how brave we were etc. And I'm like.... "I'm just holding a candle man, it's not like I'm part of a human wall facing the anti-riot police."

Oh la, public disclosure! NINJA GUERILLA ATTAAAAAKU~~! *scurries off into hidey-hole*

(this is the face of your future generation, ladies and gents.)

What I am reading now: Arab agenda: Fragmenting or unifying?

You know, it's not even a fun game anymore when one can crack open the foreign news section of NST, and tell, with utter certainty, all the UK-centred bullshit stories come from the Daily Mail. The pages aren't worth wrapping nasi lemak in.

Waaa, my office lost my Malay Dilemma! I am now v. sad. First edition and it was my dad's!!

Am making pastry wtf. Having a new oven, and conquering one's fear of baking does not lead to good, carb-free things, I find.

That said, I may just have added a wee bit too much butter to the pastry but we'll find out tomorrow if that's an offence worthy of me committing suicide.

Work continues, at a more frantic speed, as we realise that the deadline is looming. A publishing date of October doesn't mean we have seven months -- it means we have until May, to be comfortably ready for the nitty gritty technical bits of getting a book printed. More writers are hired to do the writing, and STILL I have to the writing for some of them, because none of them would dare to do the rewrite based on Malay sources. =_=' Oh for crying out loud, you don't even have to write in Malay. And it's newspaper Malay, not Hikayat Dendan Setia. (*saves the rant on the dubious bilingual capability and functional Malay literacy of the people of this country for another day*)

I sort of straddle both worlds (which really means I mangle both languages equally well), and it bemuses me to know people on both sides of the divide, who are essentially frightened (worst case scenario) of communicating in the other language.

Anyway, tomorrow is The Great Apple Pie Experiment. We shall see. At the very least everyone will lie to my face and tell me how enjoyable it will be.

Now where the hell is my Hikayat Dendan Setia... Buying/reading classic literature at the tender age of 12/13 is one heck of a misguided notion let me tell you. It scared me off Shakespeare, and for years all I remember of HKS is the violent birth (lightning! thunder! baby crashing through the floor to the ground unharmed!), which, Adibah Amin tells me in her SPM BM column, a sign of a princely and royal birth. Hardcore.

(somewhat)

Finished 'The Time Traveler's Wife'. <3 Will have to buy a copy soon.

Going to watch Comedy Court tomorrow with mum. w00t!

Work continues as usual. Finding old pictures can be such a pain.

Coffee ran out. Decided to be adventurous and buy a brand other than the one Yasmin recommended. ^^ It IS bad idea to have a cuppa now, isn't it?

Oh yes, went to Times Warehouse Sale. Tonnes of guidebooks, and fiction as usual. I got Michael Palin's Hemingway Adventure! YES! And a fountain pen with green ink. I may just go back and buy the one with the purple or aquamarine ink. MMM.

I parked just outside Devi's. Got fined RM100 for my wilyness. HAHA, oh well.

What else? Went to The Star resource centre today to look at old photos. Tomorrow's gonna be hitting NST I reckon.

Covered a society event tonight. Good thing I had dinner beforehand, is all I'm saying.

Finished Dave Eggers' How We Are Hungry.

Moving on now to the Time Traveler's Wife.

MUST STOP BORROWING/BUYING BOOKS WHEN I STILL HAVE A GIGANTIC PILE LEFT UNREAD WTF WTF.

(The Times Warehouse sale is starting today. HIHIHI)

Or, Boy, What On Earth Possessed Me To Start A Blog On A Service So Committed On Creating Its Own Community It Won't Allow Anonymous Comments, i.e., People I Care About Who Can't Be Arsed To Create Another Blog Login ID?

Thus!

I've always wanted to pick up the art of speaking randomly into an empty canyon.

(Am reading a collection of short stories by Dave Eggers. I've begun imprinting on his narrative voice. HELP.)

(reading Pratchett will possibly aggravate the situation.)

(unrelatedly, 500 ml = 500 cc != 500 g. Apparently.)

(there's no such thing as beginner's luck in cooking.)

The fact that my boss replies to each point in an email IN CAPS amuses me terribly. Either he's shouting himself hoarse or HE IS DEATH.

[especially when it goes like this:
>tweedle tweedle suggestion ideas bla bla bla
>boopboopbeep more suggestions dingdong lala

EXCELLENT]

Which reminds me, the National Library has The Science of Discworld III: Darwin's Watch, so guess what book I just borrowed?

Or something. I've forgotten most of my secondary school physics. But I do know that it's so easy for me to descend into slackerdom, and I can't really afford to, even with my 'free time'.

To do tomorrow:

1. Send in that short article I promised my old editor.
2. Get back my Mastercard (WTF StanChart?! WHY DID YOUR ATM SWALLOW MY CARD AGAIN? As I was making a cash deposit? I give up.)
3. Go to gym.
4. Buy stuff to make hummus with.
5. Make note on sushi special week.
6. Write back to the guy at the F.E. Stiftung.
7. SEND RESUME OMG to Merde.Cent. (AHAHAH, >:))

1. Finish that short article (^^;)
2. Clean up my study table.
3. Contemplate which book to start re-reading & reviewing.
4. Look up where B.Pub is.
5. Take a deep cleansing breath, re: the world at large.
   

1. 

   Where's My Cow? (Discworld)

   Terry Pratchett
   I'm sick! T___T
2. I went to the clearance house again. Bought more cookbooks. Bought 'Japanese Women Don't Get Old or Fat', since I figured I have the Frenchie one. :D But the best part was when TJ came to me and Lilian, and said, "Hey, there's something from Terry Pratchett.... something about a cow?" "OMG WHERE'S MY COW~!" Bought two: one for Haz; perspective: It was sold for RM6; in Borders, the retail price is about RM69 or RM79.
3. What other crap did I buy... hmm, I think that was about it.
4. Lai Ming was all, "Maybe we should do a 'Malaysian Women Don'T Get Fat'." A beat - "Ha, 'Malaysian Women DO Get Fat'!"
5. I wanna go on HOLIDAAAAAAAY.