Aaron Horkey's the reason. His "Flight of the Conchords" had revived the almost drying ink to enter the "Get Up, Edina" mode. I learned a new technique within a night, forget about the research I'm working on. This is the real thing. My apy-polly-logy to mr. Horkey, learning purpose only, promise. Thank you for the manta ray too, sir!
Be a cyclist is somehow a bit overrated now. Though I'm not riding my small bike, Coro, to commute everywhere, but still I'm getting emotional with beautiful video about people on a bike. This Holstee Manifesto: Lifecycle Video (via swissmiss) reminds me of how hard I am trying to please everybody, to understand their circumstances, not to easily snapped at them, or simply blame them for their music taste (it's so hard not to do it, worst taste in music is irreparable). I should tell myself I shouldn't do that all the time. Blame it on watermelon ring.
It is supposed to be posted a month ago. I got this crappy experience with wedding souvenir vendor, I got to work it out halfway. Re-sewing and ironing for almost 1000 pieces. Darn you, you took my daily drawing moments for weeks. And no, I'm not the one who's getting married, it's my high school best friend.