Pirates of the Caribbean

Is the greatest movie(s) of all times… or at least compared to the all the movies I’ve watched, though it does have lots of tough competitors.

Just watched the Curse of the Black Pearl ealier today, because I somehow missed it for 5+ years. I love it so much.

Fun fact: All this time, I thought it’s spelled “carribean”, with double r and single d. I’ve been lied to my whole life.



Am now moving to Posterous Spaces

This post is to be autoposted to my Blogger blog.

Am now officially moving to Posterous Spaces, assuming it can live long enough. Its FAQ about Twitter’s takeover is suspicious, and its official blog hasn’t been updated in months. Its Twitter account is still tweeting, so it’s probably not going to be so quickly abandoned.

I’m going to enable autopost to my Blogger blog, though. If you just happen to like Blogger more for some reason, or if Posterous is being laggy, my posts are still going to be available there… here… In my Blogger blog, basically.


Also, if you’re seeing this from pseudomon.blogspot.com, and you see that Now Playing thing on the sidebar…. Well, I haven’t updated that in ages, and probably will not be. Just be aware of that, although I am definitely still up to talking about it.

Of headaches and the internet’s Pot Hole: Part 2

It’s not a simple headache. Probably a cold, or some other sickness to that effect. So I guess it’s not the internet fault, it’s just my immune system and eating habits.

But I don’t feel like lying down in bed, mostly on the basis that sleeping only worsen it. Maybe I should just play Touhou and see how well that treatment goes.

And then there’s that exan for school tomorrow. It’s a sport exam, which basically boil down to doing effin’ aerobic (is that how you’re supposed to say it?). I have nothing against aerobic organism (I breath Oxygen too) or to anaerobic bacterias for that matter. I have nothing (much) against structured dancing to exercise yourself either, although I honestly want to have no part in it. But that song that accompany the aerobic exersce, that dingbat song….

I might as well do it with the sound muted, I have a good tempo. Or maybe I’ll just use a freakin’ metronome instead. Anything’s better than that dingbat sorry excuse of notes.

Note: With the current site design, italic text does not look italic-ed. A shame, but it’s not I really need it.

Of headaches and the internet’s Pot Hole

This weekend has not been a good weekend, physically, maybe half-mentally, but that’s probably just caused by the physical problems. Yesterday I have this weird raging headache of unknown source. I’m pretty sure it started when I got my hair cut, but what sort of headache attacks when someone’s getting a haircut? It gave me some sort of vertigo, made me unable to get up from bed. I got rid of it, eventually, by ignoring my common sense to stay in bed and played some Bullet Hell games. 

Note to self: Bullet Hell games works wonder on getting rid of headache.

Today I got another headache, still have it, actually. But, this time, I know where it came from: the Internet.

It all started when I was thinking about my story for this year’s NaNoWriMo, or at least my sorry excuse of it.There’s only about 9 days to go until November, and I was freaking out over the plot, which is, at the moment, non-existent.

So I went to LitLift to review some of my other ideas, and I reread the Hailstorm approach.


Ok, that’s it! Whose idea is it to open xkcd!?

… I have no idea how that happened. 

Is two hours not enough waste for you? You need MORE time in your wastebin?

What are you talking about…? Oh, you mean that surfing I did earlier? Where I got that funky headache?

You did it again! Congratulations! How many sites, blogs, and random crap did you manage to read in that one hour “break”?

… I don’t feel very good.

Hey, don’t blame it all on me! It’s.. it’s not that bad. See, I still manage to learn some stuffs, right? Right?


It’s… It’s not my fault! It’s those links and references and Google and my uncanny ability to remember site address’s fault! This headache is not my-

Fine fine fine. It’s not your fault. It’s not your fault that you keep on clicking and clicking and reading and ooh shiny…-ing.

So how’s that homework doing now? And the test tomorrow?

I don’t even want to think about it. I’m going to bed.


Epic Quote #1

Found this in an old comment from an old post on the blog of the Office of Letters and Light. It’s just plain Aurum:

” Here’s my new thing: pens I find on the ground. Especially if they were in the road and look like they’ve been run over a couple times. Pens like this have seen the ups and downs of life, and if they’ve managed to survive it means they have a sense of humor and a philosophy. The sparkly new pen just out of its sterile plastic bag, what can he know of heartache and beauty? When you kayak the Grand Canyon, do you take the snazzy well-groomed 17 year old as your guide? Pff, you take the old guy covered in cougar-scars, he’s seen it all. “

Learning to play that guitar


Haven’t you talked about this already?

I have, in my previous blog.  It’s one of the earlier posts. I’m not going to link it here, but if you have enough time and patience in your hand to hear about someone rambling about how much of a failure she is, then looking for it probably won’t be much problem.

Basically that old blog post speaks about how much I failed on trying to learn music, and how I think that being taught how to do it with a teacher face-on is the problem there. So I tried learning music on my own. It presents another problem: How I just never get around to doing it.

That blog also speaks about how I was going to try my hand on the keyboard (instrument, not that thing with letters on them) again. In truth, I never did it. I just, as the old saying goes, “never have the time to do it.”

Well, my music teacher in school, who taught us basic principles but not how to play specific instruments or music piece, asked us to play a piece of music, a piece of any music, on any instrument, including your throat, for next week. And then it hit me: I don’t really know how to play any single instrument. Well, not anymore. 

Whatever happened to that recorder flute?

‘s still in my room, gathering dust. I just don’t feel like playing that soft little simple instrument. ‘sides, I can’t play anything on it but for simple songs, and My Heart Will Go On.

Anyway, my mother suggested that I pick up that old acoustic guitar again, suggested with such fortitude that it’s sounding less of a sugesstion and more of an high-level Suggestion spell. Well, I thought, why the heck not?

Am currently looking through various guitar-playing tutorials across the internet. Wish me lucK?


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Half a month to come up with a story

NaNoWriMo is coming up in about half amonth, which also means I have have half a month to get ready to write that novel.

Here’s the problem: I don’t have a story yet.

Yes, you do.

No, I don’t.

Whatever happened to that story then? Oh, and that? And that other one?

There is no that other one.

In any way, to be truthful, I do have a story. Two, actually. One a fanfic, also a backup plan. The other, fully original, is the one I’m seriously considering for NaNoWriMo.

Here’s the deal: I don’t have the story yet, for the latter one I mean. It has a concept, it has a loose plot that I might be able to go with without being distracted, it has characters that hopefully aren’t boring, and it has one heck of a nice setting. But it doesn’t have a story, and as much as I’ve tried these last few days, I just can’t get it down. My brain simply refuses to follow it through.It simply says, “Okay, so this is the basic premise. I don’t hate it. What else do you want me to do?”

It might be my fault, since most of the writings I’ve made are mostly made impromptu with little planning, which works fine by me. Sure, none of them are finished works, none of them any longer than… say, 50,000 words, but I like them anyway. Love them.

But this story that I’m trying to pan out for NaNo, it’s just not working well. I don’t love it.

The backup plan, the fanfic, on the other hand, already has one nice clean story. I just have to clean it up a bit here and there, fill up some loose holes, and improvise. And I love it, love it so much I actually have some theme songs that go with it. It also doesn’t follow the original that much, so I guess it might count as semi-original.

I don’t know. I still want a completely original story for NaNo, but this fanfic might be a better option if that doesn’t pan out.


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Ready to go

Alright, I think I’m just about ready to get this blog rolling, which really requires doing nothig but posting this post. I already have a silly little About Me page, and I already find a design that suits me a lot.

For the record, that picture there on the left isn’t made by me, nor is it a picture of me. However, I think it connect to who/how I am very well. It might be changed every now and then, and all of the pictures that will take its place will also not be made by me nor is a picture of me, but with similar vibe with the one I’m trying to make.

In any case, it’s getting late, and I have to wake up early tomorrow. Can’t believe I’ve wasted this much time working on a blog.

Well, at least it’s getting me rolling, and its’ certainly better than selling the day to playing Civilization.