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Aug. 28th, 2016 04:17 pm
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1 Corinthians 13New International Version (NIV)

13 If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. 3 If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,[b] but do not have love, I gain nothing.

4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. 12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

"The Solution" by Bertolt Brecht

Aug. 24th, 2016 12:20 pm
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The Solution
by Bertolt Brecht

After the uprising of the 17th June
The Secretary of the Writers Union
Had leaflets distributed in the Stalinallee
Stating that the people
Had forfeited the confidence of the government
And could win it back only
By redoubled efforts. Would it not be easier
In that case for the government
To dissolve the people
And elect another?

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Aug. 23rd, 2016 10:01 am
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Mum wanted to go shopping yesterday and I agreed. We went to the World of Sports and then to Parkson. She's a lot calmer without my dad around, but still boring--she's not good at judging clothing unless it makes her look slim. And because I'm there, I also bear the brunt of the fat-shaming.

Because I was with her, I didn't get to start playing Pokemon Go until much later, when Kristin got to Subang Parade. And even then, there was no Pokemon catching until AFTER my mom left.

Kristin's husband had some sort of religious/spiritual/out-of-body experience that he really needed to talk about and with someone who's used to, idk, non-normative narratives? It was pretty cool; I didn't really have any advice for him other than to blog about it.

While driving around looking for parking in SS15, I managed to snag a Krabby and a Squirtle! (And while Kristin's husband was talking, a Magmar showed up.)

I've probably said it but I'm really excited to be reconnecting with Kristin like this.

Afterwards, I made my brother walk a round with me for a bit so I could nab some Pokestops that I didn't have a chance to hit up earlier. Added a Poliwag and Exeggcute to my pile! Among other things like Caterpies, the usual Pidgeys, and Ratatas which are ABUNDANT in SS15. I'm still waiting for the chance to take a picture of a real rat right by a Ratata. I lost a Bellsprout, tho =(

I've got to buy my bus tickets to get down to Singapore so I can see JOYCE!!!!!!!!!!!! and DEL!!!!!!!!!!! but it means figuring out where I'm staying, too, oops.

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Aug. 19th, 2016 10:53 pm
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- Been having lunch with Tariq, which has been good. We ventured out to find some Pokestops, despite the hot sun. We also found a nice little cafe.

- Had breakfast with Kristin the other morning, which was great. I haven't really sat down with just her in years, when I've seen her it's usually with another friend. Which is weird considering she's my oldest childhood friend. And it's been nice to find out that we DO have things to talk about. She's actually a great listener, and she's also funny. We were going to visit the old school, but her kid had chest pains so she had to leave.

- Went shopping with Nina as well on the same day, which was also good. I really really needed new bras. I also got a lip brush and brush cleaner, and some new jeans. Yay!

- Dinner with Ray the other night, along with her mom and her second brother Thari, who happened to be out of the forest for a while. (This is the cousin doing research on dung beetles.)
(Ray caught a Squirtle and a Jigglypuff.)
(This prompted my dad to say, "okay! when we go home, we download Pokemon Go and try this game.)

- I went to a cafe that Tariq and I found today, and sat there for about 4 or 5 hours working. It's got really good WiFi, but the chicken chop was kinda lackluster. Still, I like the owner and I want to get some cake there sometime.

- Dad and I went walking around Subang Lake today. This was also a Pokemon Go trip. We took way longer than expected because he hadn't registered, and he had to come up with a nickname and all the things and blah. I told him we could catch a Pikachu as a starter Pokemon, but he instead looked at the screen, said, "this one is the biggest, so I'll catch this one." It took him a while to realize he had to flick the Pokeball, so we ended the walk around Subang Lake with 8 Pokemon (Magikarps, Ratatas, a Pidgey, and the starter Bulbasaur).

After eating at Silva's, we headed home (with a brief Pokestop). After that we went to walk the dog, where we proceeded to catch even more Pokemon. Some zealous Ingress agent did a thing of making practically all sorts of things a portal: frigging seesaws on the playground, random murals that aren't even there anymore, a shrine outside someone's house (and shrines in people's businesses), and hanging key signs outside the locksmith's. It's all very random and weird. My brother played Ingress and he's pretty sure he knows the agent who designated all those spots.

Nonetheless, we came away with a haul involving Eeves, Pidgeottos, Spearows, and even a Gastly.

We're going to Gasing Hill tomorrow to incubate a couple of eggs. (He has 9 eggs! WHERE DID THE EGGS COME FROM?) Dad also wants to try the curveball thing.

- Mom's annoyed that Dad's into Pokemon Go and we'll see how long she holds out seeing as she now has a smartphone just so she can keep up with everybody else.

- I'm annoyed enough by this that I'm looking into smartphone options this end.

First Chapter of Song of Solomon

Aug. 18th, 2016 04:22 pm
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Song of Solomon 1King James Version (KJV)

1 The song of songs, which is Solomon's.

2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.

3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.

4 Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.

5 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

6 Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.

7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?

8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.

9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.

10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

13 A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.

17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

King James Version (KJV)
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Aug. 18th, 2016 05:49 pm
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The next three days will be a flurry of activity and lack of internet access for me, so I just... needed to leave a note here, I guess? For some reason?

I'm alive guys. Hi.

I've been watching Jessica Jones, which I swallowed in 24 hours when it first came out because I'd been contracted to write a review, and then ironically the review didn't come out for like 6 months, so I felt weird about going back to rewatch - like, what if I had more thoughts? What if my opinion changes before the review is published?

Anyway, I did write a rambly Jessica Jones review on this journal and it's interesting for me to note how much more I love this show, a year later, watching it for pleasure without the pressure of having to form an opinion.

Mostly, the first paragraph still applies:

Jessica is literally the heroine designed for women like me. Her aesthetic, her musical tastes, her cultural references - she's a mix of Buffy and Daria and Wednesday Addams, a girl who clearly came of age at the turn of the millennium and stayed there. That and the fact that she's meant to be fucked up make me feel such an immediate sense of connection and comfort with her narrative. Also the fact that she doesn't wear heels, rarely wears dresses, and generally doesn't perform femininity the way absolutely every other character in the MCU does, my god what a RELIEF to see that on my screen.


It's interesting because I really do feel such an immense sense of connection with Jessica, still. Watching her is comforting because of how ~like me~ she is, even though we really have almost nothing in common, even comparing her fictional biography with mine.

I don't really have time to elaborate on that now, the real reason I mention it is because of how... I'm at a very low, sensitive point right now, emotionally (I've had a migraine for the past 4 days, I've been at work for the past 2, in addition to my usual one trillion things; this morning I literally woke up in tears over how much I felt like a failure), I'm crying at work over Glamour articles, so watching this show is... not easy. SO so not easy. It's a show about psychological torture, with multiple characters graphically killing themselves on screen, it's a show about abuse, about being trapped, about PTSD, about being haunted by your demons.

And yet, even as it sits like a weight on my chest, episode after episode, something about it feels... necessary. Not uplifting, but like an anchor, like a hook pulling me forward, helping me keep my head above water.

Jessica Jones is about a woman being overwhelmed with every terrible thing that could ever happen, driven to the edge, but about a woman who pulls through. Minute by minute, episode by episode, Jessica manages to swim rather than sink, and with how much I identify with her, that's a really weirdly comforting story to witness.

I really shouldn't watch this canon as comfort food - it's literally about dealing with trauma and I need more puppies and rainbows right now - but... there's something powerful, about watching a woman survive. If Top of the Lake (Jessica Jones' spiritual ancestor) didn't include on screen rape, I'd probably go rewatch that as well. (PSA: Jessica Jones does not contain a single rape scene on screen in any way.)

Just, I love this show so much, as it turns out. So, so, much. It's a fucking masterpiece of storytelling and it doesn't get nearly enough credit. Even just for its polished, brilliant structure as a season of episodes.

When it came out there was a tendency to compare it to Daredevil, which is like comparing a bar of gold to a pile of trash, but honestly Jessica Jones shouldn't be compared to the Marvel canon at all. It's so, so much better than anything they've done, and it serves an entirely different purpose. There are no effects on that show. No grand battles.

There is just a woman surviving, thriving, winning, holding onto sanity and her sister so hard her fingers bleed. It's about a woman doing the right thing, over and over, until she figures out the book on doing the right thing wasn't written by the victims. And then she does what she has to.

I love this show so, so much guys. And it's so hard to talk about it without spoilers. Jessica and her sister and her adopted daughter/younger self, and the license to be a woman of no ambition who's just trying to make a living in this goddamn city.

Killjoys 2x08

Aug. 17th, 2016 10:35 am
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Health update: I had a 5 day weekend (3 days off because of a holiday, 2 of sick leave) during which I got zero productive things done, and it was horrible and utterly necessary and nowhere near enough.

You know my system is fucked up when I stop to take a breath for five seconds and immediately get a stomach ache and a migraine. For days. This is what it looks like when the stress hormones recede just a BIT and my body is like "oh it's ok to take a break now? Then we're TAKING A FUCKING BREAK."

So, two days with a migraine being home, and on the third day I wake up after almost 9 hours of sleep and still feel like I need at least 3 more to be able to open my eyes.

But alas, work. Can't not be at work today. So I'm sitting here in my office with the lights turned off, hoping that and the painkillers will keep the headache to a minimum.

Anyway, Killjoys. I wish there were 8 seasons of this show so I could just rewatch them ad nauseum. I've rewatched all episodes that have aired so far (S1-2) and it was A++ time spent. I even enjoyed the S2 episodes more because I wasn't distracted by the stuff I didn't like and could focus on the morsels I did. All of this was triggered by 2x08 of course, though, because. UM. This show's definitely got my number.

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