Murakami, God of War, and Japanese Bananas
Haven't blogged in awhile. Didn't have an urge to. OK, YOU try staring at the computer 10 hours a day as you mindlessly manufacture meandering, meaningless copy for bloated, bragging brochures and lame, lifeless leaflets, and then try blogging. You'll probably come up with something like... this?!? So instead of penning down my thoughts (not that I have many, and "penning" only in only a very loose sense), I've turned to fortifying my intellect (er, for want of a better description) with, what else? reading. Yes. And read I have. I breezed through "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time" (I think that's the whole of the title), which, interestingly, has a chapter devoted almost entirely to a "Malaysia, Truly Asia" poster-thingy; then I devoured Banana Yoshimoto's (yes, this is the banana I was talking about in the title, in case you were thinking about something else, you perv) "Kitchen", a melancholic, strangely enlightening tome about, life, death, transsexual parents, dead lovers, and oh, a love for kitchens; and then Haruki Murakami's (aka God's) Hard Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World, which is, well, both literally and figuratively mind-blowing. No wonder he's supposedly the Japanese version of Franz Kafka. Heck, I've never read Kafka, (not completely) but if this guy is anything to go by, I SHOULD. Oh and in between that, I've been pounding away on my PS2; God of War kicks ass like nothing on button-mashing earth!!! Nothing's more satisfying than tearing a the head off a butt-ugly gorgon. Well, except single-handedly bringing down a freaking hydra of course. PS2 buffs, PLAY IT!!! And if you don't like it, well, I'll buy it from you. Mine did a Windows on me and froze... right after I decimated a bunch of Sirens. Damn. Well, anyway, these are my excuses for not being on the blog scene. Apart from the fact that I'm finding it hard to write coherently, of course. But hey, I'm back. For better or worse. And now... to Clive Barker's Abarat.

(PS: Anyone wants to borrow those books I talked about, feel free to visit me. Satisfaction is guaranteed. Or you can opt for the 14-day trial period. Bloody brochures.)