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Playing CIV IV all day long, with watching people catching, brutally killing, and burn a lot of Patin fishes.
The fishes are the results of months of feeding some larvas (of the said fishes, of course). It is quite a sight, watching all of those fishes wiggling violently as they are separated from the water they were in, and then packed, 20-30 fishes at a time, into 3 buckets.
The next step is to kill them all, by tore open their belly. Well, let’s say that if you’re an animal lover, you’ll be frustated on how they stick their knives in, and then brutally tore open the inside of the fishes. Really, that’s the way to kill them, I suppose.
Now, be amazed: Even when they are all tore open, they are still wiggling about. And some, even after their innards removed, are still wiggling about. Guess their will to life is simply HUGE, right?

Phew, what’s wrong with Blogger.com anyway? It’s been hard to log in for a while.
Well, been taking days off, been starting small sports, been playing CIVILIZATION IV, been trying to shake off some psychological burdens. Been baffled by the fact that the arts seem to be leaving me, been paranoid about ghosts possessing me at night, been exchanging philosophical thoughts on mailing list.

Been trying hard to find that romantic feeling in me which has been lost somehow. Really, it’s somehow been missing.

Well, done a rather lithe sport today. Static jogging, weak punching, and…that’s all.
I guess that’s enough for a starter after a long hiatus from doing sport
Well, I’m taking days off, for a week long. I am taking these days for doing things I haven’t done for long: sports, drawing, travelling, taking pictures, e.t.c.

I need variety in life. A lot of variety, for I am easily bored person.

And oh yeah, I also read a lot of comic books, related to DC’s Infinite Crisis event. It surprised me that an event could be spread out to so many books from so many titles, encompassing so many characters, and many of them are good comic books too!!

It is quite inspirational, really, this Infinite Crisis is.

Tried to learn how to ride motorcycle. Well, I managed to ride it and control it, but still somehow quite clumsy about that gear coupling switch.
Well, experiences will smoothen my skill soon
And I learned that I have been developing urges to come out of my solitary, to have a taste of wider world. I have been a geek, a hiding geek, all alone and isolating. Learning how to ride motorcycle has confirmed that I still need something new to keep myself from being bored to death.
It’s all about refreshing my life.
It’s all about getting in sync with general reality of public.

Have you thought that the title “The King’s New Clothes” suit the condition of our leaders today?
They are being lied by those who promises that their works will give new honors to the king.

In United States of America, women are defending the right to abort the would be future generations (to think of it, many caucasians are killing their future generations, and they are blaming turkish and africans for stealing their homelands)
In Indonesia, women are defending the right to show bellybutton, cleavage (upper and bottom), and the right to express self.
It’s all related to how sperms are ejaculated.
It’s all related on natural selection and survival instincts (more open woman attracts more horny men…so she can choose freely which one suits her needs)
So, when men are blamed for systematic reciprocal moves of his penis inside unwilling nipples selling women, why not women blamed for not properly cover the uncontrollabe movement of their mammae while walking the street?
The right of expressing self. Yeah right, you express your booties to be pressed in the pussy by the dick, and you blame the dick for things growing inches above your holes.
The right of emancipation. Yeah right, emancipation only remembered when you have no rights to vote and not when you are seeking living partners.
Or perhaps it is the way we adapt to rising pressure of living: shed off some limitations so we can move more freely?
Well, babes, there’s afterlife. And in case you haven’t know, women are majority of fuel to the flame there.

So, simply put: pornographic or not, whenever you are letting those little nipples of of yours pressing hard against your clothes, some men are wasting energies trying to contain their wild urges.

And wasting energies are not efficient, and speaking about efficiency, sometimes those scarcely-can-be-called-outfits of yours are the most inefficient things in the world: they costs more money per square feet, they expose your skin to the atmosphere thus increasing skin’s humidity lost, and they make your blood to circulate faster to keep you warmer.

Yeah, you maybe able to make a man gives a ring because you are such a good sight, but when lipids are starting to develop under your skin, don’t cry when he seeks another good sight, with less lipids under her skin.

And oh yeah, abortion. You killed the baby, therefore you are a killer. I vote for death sentence for a killer.

Had my first day on a short course in Problem Solving and Decision Making Today.
It was a somewhat refreshing thing for me, after days in the field and still has no mood to come to office (Actually, I still has no mood to leave home..still need some bed rest and soul stabilizing. Emphasis on soul stabilizing)

Well, seing fresh faces, especially young, rich, stylish girls can be soul refreshing for a single man

Okay, back to problem solving course.
The first day of the course taught us to identify the root cause of a problem. To identify root cause of a problem, you need to define the problem first (what, when, where, how big, and how often) and compared the problematic item to an analogue that has no problem. You need to find what things differentiate both, what things change in the problematic one, and try to test for and find relevancy of the differences and changes to the problem.

With enough practices on this algorithm, you can find the root of the problem fast and easily.

Yesterday will be second day (of three), here’s hoping for more refreshment for the eyes

Boy, the feelings of commencing field project in a remote area and in a medium, local, kinda loosely organized oilfield operator company…HECTIC!!

2 days spent in oilfield made my bones ache, my feet sore, and my skin burnt. All to make that gas came out nicely and safely.

When that gas came out, it feels rather nice, but not too much. I guess I can sense it would happen, and it lessen the thrill. Or is it because I didn’t have an “integrated into the project feeling” about it?

All I know is that that now I have the urge to do things needed to perfect this project.