Nice weather we’re having
The weather here is so hot that it’s pissing me off.
I mean, I sit in front of the computer, which is an action that uses slightly more energy than if I were asleep in bed, and sweat just drips from my hair. If I bend over to pick up stuff from the floor, I immediately start losing more water. Crazy. I didn’t use to notice the heat during the “summer months” but a couple of years ago, my dad took pity on me and had an air-con installed in my bedroom. Now I’m spoilt and can’t live without it.
I spent much of last night sorting out my feeds at Bloglines. The reason why you don’t see many links to other blogs here is that I subscribe and read them on my Bloglines page (which I won’t link to since I’ve set it as private and you can’t see anyway).
A lot of the sorting involved deleting some of the Kuching bloggers from my personal list. I only read a scant handful on a regular basis and the only reason why I didn’t unsubscribed was because I want to add them to kchbloggers@bloglines first. The list there only gets added to; I add them as I find them and I don’t check back to remove those who are no longer active.
If you find your blog listed there and have no idea who I am, it’s because I found you. It’s not that hard to find local bloggers these days, and I don’t add everybody. My requirements are simple: you write words in full instead of in SMS-speak, and your blog design doesn’t freeze my browser or destroy my eyesight.
I could rant on about bad blog design and stupid things people put on their blogs, but I need to conclude this entry soon.
I also spent most of today looking at webcomics. The Webcomics Examiner is a blog worth keeping an eye on because they review some really spectacular stuff out there.
Here are some of my favourites, some from WE, some not:
By the way, I’ll be at RWMF this year. Past on the link for the Rainforest World Music Festival Survival Guide to your friends.
Note to the General Public
by tarlia on June 26, 2006
in note to..., work
Dear Y'all,
I don't speak for all reporters but every now and then, I like to attend events out of personal interest. I don't appreciate being cornered and asked to "write something" about it on the basis that that (a) I was there, and (b) I'm a writer. It's a very quick way of ensuring that I'll never come back. Having to stay away from something I'd otherwise enjoy because of who I am and what I do pisses me off.
I also don't like how my kneejerk reaction to those grey-area invite-to-events these days is to suspect that at some point you will ask me to "write something".
Also, "is this going to be in the papers tomorow haha" got old a long time ago.
/Me
Horsie!
