Now that I’ve left the army, I feel I should reintegrate myself into society.

It’s crazy.

There’s really a whole bunch of stuff to keep track of, isn’t there? Gotta update the blog, upload photos onto flickr and tag my twitter account to my facebook. Plus I need to keep track of all the angry Singaporeans that like to vent online. Now I could always just give up on this stuff. But then I’d just be reduced to watching cats fall over on Youtube. That’s infinitely more depressing.

So now, if you would excuse me, there are a few dozen forums that desperately need my enlightened opinion.

When you’re about finished with that,  it’s actually possible to FEEL the end coming. It starts in your fingertips and works its way down to the base of your palms over the course of your last five days. Tendrils creep up your forearms  and just barely brush against your elbows.

The mind finds itself unable to sleep since , to be so close, you must surely be dreaming.

This is a brilliant site.  I think Sam has linked it before.

I’m in a bit of a dilemma.

Like most people in my position, I take great joy from complaining about the system that I have been forced into. When I meet friends, we share horror stories about how ridiculous our lives have become.

Unfortunately, recent events have made it hard for me to complain. In fact, I’m pretty sure I’m gloating right now. That’s right.

*gloat* *gloat* *gloat*

I apologize for that. I understand that it’s rude to gloat, especially on the interwebs.Don’t think ill of me please. After all, unlike officers and specialists, we men have very little to be proud about… Hmm, actually we have nothing to be proud about.

So when you get something like this (even though it is incredibly insignificant) , it’s very very very hard not to gloat. True, I’m more lucky than anything else. But still… =D

I used to read a lot of books about talking dogs. Often, they would be mystery-solving talking dogs. The past few days, I’ve been wondering how this has influenced my psyche.

HOW?

HOW?

HOW?

HOW?

HOW?

The weather has been changing.

It’s been changing for years, actually. I remember back in IB we started to notice how awesome everything seemed to be getting. The mornings were brilliant.

But things are getting disturbing now.  It’s ridiculously h0t. And rain isn’t falling as often as it should. I mean, even ST did a report about this a few days ago.

Are we doomed?

Unlikely. I’m starting to think that climate change is unavoidable. Ultimately we’re still tough enough to survive it with our aircons and our NEWater. I feel sorry for the polar bears though.

(On the plus side, I guess the reptiles find this all pretty goddamn awesome.)

Deadfrog is a great resource for stand-up.

This is Tom Kenny.

And this is Jim Gaffigan.

This has been a very lazy weekend.

It’s infuriating trying to upload my film photos. They lose a lot in the transition. So much that I’m tempted to go back to my old point-and-shoot camera for a while.

Analog photography is great but I have to admit that shooting digital has a lot of advantages. Developing is an adventure sometimes, but it’s also a hassle. And trying to set up a dark room is crazy.

It’s a bit early to say something like this, but I think I’m probably going to switch to a DSLR next February. Film has taught me a lot about the technical aspects of photography and I’ll never regret buying my Pentax KX but sooner or later I’m going to need something a bit more convenient.