Freaking. Rules.
I have so much respect for the Wachowskis. So much respect for this crazy book that they adapted (I still can’t believe they pulled it off). So much respect for their vision and just everything. Oh my goodness. It didn’t feel like a 3-hour movie, not at all. It was so good. Now I want to go and re-read the book. Amazeballs.
My latest addiction *eyes roll*. Seriously. So. Addicted. I’m not even playing Zookeeper anymore. Rah. Pathetic. But I love it. Hahaha.
The coffee/tea/fb/twitter fast thing. It’s a shame I couldn’t break it with the rest of my church (since I was in Taiwan), but I did seriously enjoy my first cup of coffee in three weeks. I practically gulped it down (even though it was just a Starbucks) hahaha…
The last time I was here was in December 2007. It was the first time I learnt about the Baha’i faith, and it was the first time I’d had a serious-ish conversation with K. We sat in NY Bagel chatting for hours… such a long time ago.
This time, I sat in NY Bagel chatting for hours with q. We talked about everything – life, love, films, dreams, procrastination… It was great. I love hanging with her – we really do make great friends. I’m so glad our past is past, and I’m so glad we are still friends.
It’s strange how a place like NYB can’t survive in HK (I’m thinking Flying Pan, but it’s no where near as awesome as NYB). Oh well. I guess it just makes me look forward to my next trip to Taipei. Yup.
NYB coffee mugs
It’s been open for a while, but I haven’t had a chance to go and try. But today I did. The cakes are not as good as they were before (or so it seems) but the pastas and the food is good. I like. I really like these places where I can sit for hours and chat and no one will bother me. And it’s good to see familiar faces too – haven’t seen the staff in ages, and now they’re all back. I love it.
I heart you!!
My new addiction. Sigh.
Monday night barbecues are a fabulous idea. Mainly because there aren’t too many people around so there’s a lot more space and… it’s just more fun. Haha. It was good to see my friends. It’s been a long time. I really need to do something about my lack of motivation in continuing friendships. Too much hermitting is not a good idea. Sigh.
I’m so sad that Cabal died. It’s weird, because I’ve never met Cabal. I know him only through someone else’s blog, and I don’t even really know that someone else either.
Cabal is Neil Gaiman’s dog. Neil rescued Cabal back in 2007, and they’ve been best friends ever since. Cabal was simply called Dog before he was given such a royal name, and I’ve loved reading about his adventures and seeing pictures of him…
Cabal passed away, suddenly, on 12th January. I found out today… just now, actually. Neil’s post about Cabal made me tear up, and I can just imagine how much harder it is for him.
I suppose in a way we should be happy though, because I’m sure Cabal is happily running through the woods chasing rabbits now, his back legs fully functioning no problem. But I wish I could give huge hugs to those who he left behind.
Thank you Noah.
The Prancing Horse 