work, nan, etc.

So I haven't been updating since last week. Not that I am requiring myself to update every single day. I feel that I had a lot to blog about and yet my opportunity to do so always slips away from my fidgeting fingers. I blame it on my new job.

I started working in a place where people are such angels but the work itself is a bitch. Add to that the lack of internet connection on my workstation, we now have a one-way ticket to nooninu land. And now I am not in good terms with sleep, so rings of unflattering effects are now imbued around my eyes. I have bouts with drowsiness in the office which leaves drool dripping from my lips. I now discover the wonders of coffee drinking. I look like I'm on smack.

Good thing I get to watch free movies once in a while.

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For months now, I have been craving for the pungent taste of Indian Cuisine. I have been daydreaming its flavors swirling around my tongue as it leaves its mark to linger even after digestion. I have been yearning for its aroma full of various spices. I miss the intoxicating effects it creates. I fear that I am now a slave of this renowned food.

Breadtalk sells nans. But, it isn't just the same as the authentic one. And its not just the curry.

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I got to get my ass moving a little bit with my photography lest I meet its demise. My friends have been going around well with theirs. My classmates in the workshop still have this maintained energy level. They have lots of plans of out of town trips. And here I am blogging. 'nuff said.

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I am so uninspired, but still I am happy.

Other people are waiting for their rockets to come, I'm just waiting for the swift hammer blow of a Eureka! moment to sneak up on me and drag me away.