Tarantulas, man. When you are looking for them, they rarely appear. Then they just popped in out of nowhere.
(And yes, this is from weeks ago. I just remembered it now.)
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This is one of my favorite dishes in an Italian restaurant we frequently visit.
It’s an oxtail with thick tomato, carrot, and celery stew, served with a dash of cream. You can ask for either saffron rice or mashed potato as the side.
I always want to make this, but not sure if the kids will love it ? I love Indonesian oxtail soup, and they never super enthusiastic about it.
Unless if I am allowed to eat the whole pot, though.
(Of course I am allowed).)
(Hello, food coma.)
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I used to play this game (Two Dots) until I stopped roughly 5-6 years ago.
The reason? I played this game during my first trimester of my pregnancy with Rey.
The song used to trigger my acid reflux and near-vomit experiences. I remember when I picked up the game again after Rey was born, I almost re-served my dinner that I just digested.
It was until a couple of weeks ago I replayed this game.
And no acid reflux. Only mighty annoyance because the gosh dang fire balls just burn everything in sight.
(Oh. And Rey plays this game too.)
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Several days ago, Wira asked me. “Can I get tested?”
“… what test?”
“Covid test.”
“Why?”
“I’m not feeling well. I want to know if it’s Covid.”
We checked his temperature and his overall conditions, and we found out him not feeling well was actually due to lack of sleep (he has been sleeping late lately,) so no Covid. Thankfully.
It made me wonder, though. Wira and Rey both growing up, and spending a good chunk of the time, in the middle of the pandemic. For Wira, I feel the effect has been more profound as he is able to remember and comprehend of what is going on around him.
Wira and his peers. His generation. What kind of arts, writings, songs, plays, mindsets, and perspectives that coming out from his generation. The generation that witness the horror of a pandemic in such a young age. The generation that losing years of their childhood and grasping so many things at the same time.
(This writing is inspired after I read Seth Godin’s post “Generation C”)
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It was 10:30 PM, you just finished your Zoom call with your colleague who lived two oceans away (because distributed working and timezones), the house was almost dark (“almost”, because there was still some lights from the kitchen,) and you walked to your front door to lock it.
Then you almost screamed because you freaking hate house lizards — add it with you being superstitious that stepping on house lizard, or having a house lizard fell on you, is deemed as bad luck AS IF ACCIDENTALLY STEPPED ON A LIZARD IS NOT BAD ENOUGH — but everyone in the house already fast asleep so you… just… ?screaming in silence?
Because, yes.
The worst part?
The “lizard” is actually your kids’ toy.
A crocodile, even. From their zoo collections.
readme.txt
This is my personal blog, so anything goes. This blog has been around since 2014, which means you would, and could, see my past writings with different perspectives and mindsets at that time. While I tried to tidy things up here, I personally feel that things should not be too “clean” or polished. You see me grow and learn in this blog. This blog is a record-keeping of what I was, what I am, and what I will be. What I wrote in the past might not reflect who I am right now, nor me revisiting the topic.
While things here are generally PG-13, I must remind you that I’m an adult, which means some topics might be too heavy for younger readers.
Quick blurbs
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Next project: Intermediate Theme Developer
I want to develop themes that sing praises for the 2000s. I always feel we could have a bit more 2000s-era whimsy.
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Nindya. Kapkap. she/her. Indonesian in Malaysia. Millennial. Lo-fi. Post-Rock. Gregorian. Animal Crossing: New Horizons. Murder mystery genre. “Love is Love“.
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