So long, Nokia, and thanks for all the fish

One knows one has to upgrade when you ignore calls when with clients because there's no way you're whipping out that thing in front of them given the power of first impressions.

Name: Nokia 1110 / Nokia
Date Acquired: January 2007
Date of Obsolescence: July 2009
Cost: Ringgit 170 / Kshs 3,400
(actual phone)

Name: iPhone / *pending
Date Acquired: July 2009
Date of Obsolescence: pending

Cost: Slightly grumpy younger brother. Acquired from aforesaid brother. No, I'm not a bully. He was remunerated. Not as much as he'd have liked but, IMO, adequately.
(stock photo)

This is paradoxical. I can't believe how much I'm enjoying my new phone. I delighted in the simplicity of my old phone and, now, I feel like a bit of a sellout but, you know, the new girl's so sexy. Plus she can do stuff. A lot of stuff. Not that stuff, you twit. ;)

Ah, inner turmoil never hurt so good.

*I herewith launch a competition to name her. The more out there and more unusual the name, the better.

After a few days, I shall choose the name that appeals to me most.

The winning entry shall receive my old phone.

Ok, I'm kidding. I'm still attached to it. Nah, not really. It has a face only a mother could love but it still has my texts and whatnot.

Winning entry gets a drink and the satisfaction of knowing how awesome they are.

Food for thought.

"Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony."

Mahatma Gandhi (1869 - 1948)

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"Sometimes I think the world has gone completely mad. And then I think, 'Aw, who cares?' And then I think, 'Hey, what's for supper?'"

Jack Handey

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"Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."

Lewis Carroll (1832 - 1898), Alice in Wonderland

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"If you obey all the rules, you'll miss all the fun." -

Katherine Hepburn

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"All that is gold does not glitter; not all those that wander are lost."

J. R. R. Tolkien

Embarrassment is...

when you space out with your eyes focused on something but your brain is a million miles away (feverishly thinking) and not processing what your eyes are focused on and then, you snap back to reality and realise you spent the last four minutes staring very intently at some (flustered) girl’s chest.

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My inner world is peculiar. It’s extremely dynamic; I might feel one way about something today and an entirely different way two days later.

I might feel a rush of affection towards a person (like when I did that insanely mushy mother’s day post) and a short while later, have feelings that are quite the opposite. (Like now. Sucks that we can’t quite choose our parents. I’d have chosen a less controlling and less needy model. Spare me the ‘appreciate-them-while-they’re-around’ spiel.)

Most of all, my inner world desires autonomy. I’m the epitome of anti-authoritarianism; I’m not an overt rule breaker but, as my close pals might attest to, I will always always find a way of quietly doing things my own way. I may rant about it but I’m thankful for my apparently ‘innocent aura’. I’d not get off as easily from all the messes I get myself into were it not for that ‘aura’.

Science says that black holes are formed

when a star... eh, does something. I forget but I know the terms red giant and yellow dwarf and something else are involved. Wait, I think a black hole is formed when a star dies.

Now, I believe a star has died in my stomach because nothing else can explain the past two days. I have eaten and eaten and eaten and only stopped when I got tired from the physical exertion involved with chewing and continously lifting a fork. If I were a woman, I'd have thought I was newly 'eating-for-two' and taken a test but I probably haven't got a uterus in the first place so that can't be it. Afterwards, there is no lethargy or bloating and no other signs associated with indulging gluttony. I just feel like eating some more and more and... y'know.

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Things that only happen to Mo #54z6

Few days ago, I was running through an empty restaurant in the hotel where I work and, just as I was getting that nice rhythm going (the restaurant is long), I started admiring the way the sunlight was hitting the wall and my focus completely shifted. Need I say what happened next?

I will anyway; I connected with a chair and was temporarily airborne in a rather dramatic arms-and-legs-flying-every-which-way way before I then showed the ground some love (hugged the ground).

The end.

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The introvert in me likes blogging; he likes writing and he likes the release connected with penning thoughts on paper.

The introvert in me dislikes blogging; he's not too excited at the thought that seven billion people can potentially read some of his most private thoughts.

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People that consistently give their own value to words that you have carefully chosen to convey precisely what you're feeling/thinking = exasparating, infurating & insulting.

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Ravenous once more; thank God for sisters that will make you pancakes at 10:30PM just to indulge a craving.

Bloody hell!

I freaking forgot that I had a magazine to put together for July. How does that happen?!

I foresee little sleep this weekend.

Just got back from 1.5 days of hiking in the hills around Namanga and partaking of fresh camel milk.

The body and mind have a way of subconsciously telling you that, sometimes, one just needs to recharge.

And, in the future, some blog posts are definitely to be reserved for the offline blog. Read: diary.

Dudes are not allowed to address other dudes as 'my dear' or any other number of petnames. This is the workplace, not The Village People's (of YMCA fame) hangout.

*&^%$#!