Last year I acted in a one-act play called Bar and Ger, which has just been nominated for a Naledi award. I'm indifferent because our director has decided to take a sabbatical. I think it's cool though, since it's the first production I've ever done that was part of a festival, and first time to be nominated.
Month: February 2007
Why I Rule
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Rubik
Forgot to mention this in my last post:
In the early 1990s (in fact I think it was 1990), I was the proud owner of a puzzle created by Erno Rubik, called Rubik's Magic Puzzle. It was black with three separate rainbow-coloured rings, which you would move about to form three interlocking rings.
The only one I can find online is on www.rubiks.com (see related link), but shipping is twice as much as the item itself, and the new one is an ugly colour.
If anyone knows where I can get one of the original ones, for a reasonable price, please let me know.
News
Phew, it’s been a while since I posted!
Since we last spoke, I completed the Business Intelligence training using Microsoft’s SQL Server 2005 product range, and the team has been restructured as well, to better suit the organisation. We’re all technically being promoted into a more responsible position in MIS. Very cool.
Tonight was the last episode of Will & Grace on local screens. It is sad to see them go.
Our neighbours have still not replaced their bathroom window.
I am starting my studies in earnest this week. I spent a fortune on textbooks and so on in the past week or so. Second year will definitely be more interesting.
Our community theatre group has hit a bit of a bump in the road, with various people resigning for personal reasons. It might be time to call it a day. If I weren’t busy with my degree, I’d give it more time, but it’s one of those tough decisions.
In my poker game that I have on my i-mate phone, I’ve broken through $250 000 on the most difficult setting. Somehow (and M agrees), I don’t think this would translate in real life.
Speaking of money, we went looking for houses the past two weekends and were sorely disappointed at the minimum price to get into the market. It works out to roughly double what we pay to rent right now, to have an equivalent house of our own.
I think my desktop PC has finally died. It’s 3 years old now, I suppose, and it did feel the brunt of a power spike that killed an ex-housemate’s PC. Maybe I can resurrect it still.
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Ying Tong Iddle I Po
We have Chinese neighbours, and we're convinced that she beats him up. Every night, without fail, they shout at each other. If we don't hear them, we know that they're not home. Their bathroom is directly opposite mine, with a narrow passage running between buildings, so if their window is open, we can hear them quite well.
This morning, at half-past midnight, I heard a pane glass window breaking. I thought it was one of ours, and rushed around turning on lights to see who was breaking in. In retrospect, I should probably have stayed in bed and waited a while.
I ran into the kitchen, looking out the window, and saw two people as bewildered as I was, standing on the stairs going up to the next storey. I realised that whatever its cause, the broken window was probably unintentional.
Charging around the house took all of 10 seconds, and then I heard the familiar shouting of the neighbours. I went into my bathroom (with the light off), and directly outside was the husband, breathing very heavily. I stayed quiet and checked out the damage. It appears that one of them threw something through their bathroom window. I let my imagination go wild and assumed they were (yet again) attempting to kill one another.
Anyway, the whole point is that I battled to fall asleep again. When I did wake up, it was time to say goodbye to M, who is spending the night at a hospital as part of his course work.
The day isn't improving.