New Year's Eve

Got off work early and feeling good in my jammies. 

It's been a loud year and I really need the quiet.

From above

Thoughts

I think I think too much. I over analyze everything in my head. Every detail, gesture, 

tone, look, sound, smell, scenario—I think about. It plays over and over in my head. 

This has its pros and cons I suppose. Good thoughts will have me feeling real good for 

as long as it lasts. Woeful thoughts will linger and hamper my mood and spirit. 

One thought leads to the next, and soon I wonder how I've ended up where I am in my 

head. Just a big old scramble of thoughts. Does it have to do with sensitivity? Being 

sensitive tends to have negative connotations, but I think it's good to be sensitive. Sensitive 

people are very aware of their emotions...it just gets a little overwhelming sometimes. 

Yeah. 

I like this photo. I found it online. Doesn't it look liberating?

It's New Year's Eve! Another year has come and gone. A big realization this year 

are the people in my life that I truly see as great people. People that I know I will have an 

everlasting friendship with. People that live a five minute drive away from me, and 

people that are thousands of miles away. I'm so thankful for them. Oh and that itch to 

travel is still there. No worries, I will, the timing isn't right just yet. 

Au revoir, 2014. 

Boundless

Grilled Cheese and Tomato Soup

This combo is the bomb. 

A moment

Basil's not much for cuddling. Occasionally, he'll snuggle up on your lap for whatever reason, 
but he normally likes his space. He's currently resting on my lap, and I love it. Totally relishing 
in all of this cuteness, and the heat from his body is keeping my lap warm this cold evening.
I'm actually refraining from repositioning even though I feel my legs going to sleep...this is just 
too precious. 

Kind of late to the party, but I've been obsessing over Sam Smith's songs and some Ed Sheeran. 

Also, I am so grateful for podcasts. Commuting to work has not been easy, but oh man, 
podcasts have made it manageable. 

My favorites:

_Freakonomics Radio
_This American Life
_TED Radio Hour
_Serial (great suggestion by a friend)
_Stuff You Should Know
_Ear Biscuits
_Podcast: Nerdist
_Comedy Bang! Bang! (on occasion)

From above

Recent documentaries

With so much extra time the past couple of days due to holiday season, I've been watching 
documentaries again. It's always humbling to watch documentaries that deal with the extremities 
of reality so unfortunate, I cannot even begin to grasp the stark reality of it all. It's so 
unfortunate, so unfair, that it seems unreal. But it's real. I think how silly my life is...compared 
to other lives I see. A lot of the times I feel like a useless, spoiled, tend to take things for 
granted, brat. Just another mindless body in the world. All those times I've complained about 
trivial, foolish things, it's embarrassing and shameful. 

Documentaries watched:

_Blood Brothers
_The Dark Matter of Love
_Stuck

_Mortified (comical)

You can never go wrong with wood

Humble abode

Tillandsia

My sister got me this Tillandsia, more commonly known as the air plant, for my Christmas 

present. I love it. It came with the crystal pot that cost more than the actual plant. This fella 

is a little weird in that it doesn't need any soil, hence the name. All it needs is an occasional 

(every 2 weeks to be exact) overnight soak in water and they're good. Peculiar little thing. 

Chicken in a Creamy Parmesan and Sundried Tomato Sauce

I saw the picture for this recipe, and I had to make it. This one will be going in my recipe 

collection. It was so flavorful and good over white rice. I even think this will do without the 

chicken if I'm feeling lazy. It becomes like an Italian version curry if that makes any sense. 

Coffee break

Agh

Sparks by Coldplay

One of my all time favorites.

That's a burrito. This was a photo message taken a while ago for my friends in Korea. 
We asked what everyone was doing in that very moment, and I was eating a burrito.
We like to update each other about stuff. 

When it comes to interior decor, there are two things that I can't do. 

1. Wall art, be it framed photos, shelving, or mirrors, above a bed or couch. 
Knowing that I would be idle for a long period of time on those two areas of 
rest, I cannot get past myself envisioning a short reel of said art tragically falling 
off the wall onto myself unannounced, inevitably killing me. Unlikely to happen 
unless there was a violent earthquake or poor setup on my end, but for some reason 
I feel it would happen to me. Freak accidents happen, you know. 

2. Long mirrors left leaning against the wall. 
Just leaning, that's it. I get some mirrors are heavy, therefore very able of staying 
as is, but you never know. Over time, the mirror can gradually slide outward and 
down due to vibrations from our footsteps, Basil playing fetch, accidentally bumping 
into it, doors closing and opening—the possibilities are there. Before you know it, 
you could come home one day to a shattered mirror with mirror pieces all over the 
floor that you now must clean up. Worse, you could be home alone when it falls and 
scared poopless. 

Sad how my mind thinks sometimes. 

You're No Good by Harvey Averne

Basil woke me up at 3:30 am to go pee. As I'm standing outside while he goes, 
I hear this song in my head. What in the world? I'm half asleep, but I hear it. 
Don't know what to make of it. 

Yes

Gets me every time

Sea of Love by Cat Power

Transparent stuff

This is cool. Seems like such a simple yet extremely clever idea. I also read articles 

about transparent planes coming in the near future—2050. My mouth opened in awe. 

How terrifyingly invigorating would that be? Very. I'd like to ride it one day when all is 

well and safe. I'll be 60 years old then. We'll see.

Toothbrushing

For the longest time, I couldn't figure out how anyone can brush their teeth the way 
they did in movies, thoroughly. No foaming drips of toothpaste around the mouth, 
just a quick brush and spit and they were done. I really thought that was how everyone 
in the world brushed their teeth. It's not like I went around asking people how they 
brushed their teeth—odd question to ask. I quietly let myself believe I was just the 
messiest tooth brusher like that of a child, and everyone else had mastered their 
technique to the level of what is demonstrated in films. I remember trying multiple 
times in my teen years to brush my teeth without getting foam all over my mouth to 
no avail. How naive I was...

Yes

Hurrah

Thank you for the rain, Lord.