My Internet routine:
Turn on laptop.
Go to Facebook. Check out notifications, messages, group lists. Log off.
Go to Daily Thunder. Search for more NBA news.
Go to 9gag. Have a few laughs.
Go to science websites (Popsci, Discover, Nature, etc.). Learn something new.
Go to current affairs (Guardian, Huffington, Time, Atlantic, Philippine Star). Get some news.
Go to Blogger. Follow some blogs. Type in some posts.
Go to Beemp3. Download some music.
Turn off computer.
Smile.
Thesis
I miss my thesis. Or to put it more clearly, I want to put it in this blog.
Even now, I can still say my thesis was the best piece of prose I have ever written. Needless to say, a lot of effort was put into it, with me writing most of the critical parts in the work.
The thesis was all about the symbols inherent in the design motifs found in the dagmay, the traditional textile woven by the weavers of the Mandaya tribe.
Unfortunately, the soft copy of my thesis died a long time ago. Our computer crashed several years back (I was in Manila then) and the hard disk was wiped clean.
Now, I consider that a loss and a hard one at that. So, for 2012, I intend to hire someone to encode my thesis for me. The only remaining copies, I believe, are the printed versions now safely kept inside the college library and the shelves of the Humanities Division.
After this project is over, I'll have a good digital copy of my work and I'll make sure it's backed up. I'll also be putting everything in this blog so anyone interested in the thesis, as a reference and as a starting point for further research, can look it up anytime.
One of these days. One of these days.
Even now, I can still say my thesis was the best piece of prose I have ever written. Needless to say, a lot of effort was put into it, with me writing most of the critical parts in the work.
The thesis was all about the symbols inherent in the design motifs found in the dagmay, the traditional textile woven by the weavers of the Mandaya tribe.
Unfortunately, the soft copy of my thesis died a long time ago. Our computer crashed several years back (I was in Manila then) and the hard disk was wiped clean.
Now, I consider that a loss and a hard one at that. So, for 2012, I intend to hire someone to encode my thesis for me. The only remaining copies, I believe, are the printed versions now safely kept inside the college library and the shelves of the Humanities Division.
After this project is over, I'll have a good digital copy of my work and I'll make sure it's backed up. I'll also be putting everything in this blog so anyone interested in the thesis, as a reference and as a starting point for further research, can look it up anytime.
One of these days. One of these days.
I signed up for Facebook last 2008.
It was out of necessity. My office mates were posting pictures of our gimmicks on the site and I wished to view them. So I added myself up as an "FB" user so I could be tagged in these photos. It was fun.
Then came the period when I was an unemployed bum. I spent my new-found leisure time playing those internet games in the site and skimming at the news feed every minute or so.
I finally found work eventually and what had been a love affair with Facebook for over a year eventually faded to a weekly cursory glance. I added "friends", glanced at their profiles, and moved on. I posted pictures but my interest in Facebook was apparently diminished.
It didn't help that Sir Dom, one of the guys I idolized back in college, had already "killed" himself in Facebook. He had already closed his FB account and lived to tell about it.
I, for one, didn't go to such extremes but I had mentioned every now and then how life would be so easy if I just simply signed off.
Nowadays, Facebook, for me, is simply Facebook. Just when a lot of the people I know in Davao have begun to rave about it, just when it has become ubiquitous, I finally got bored. I still log in every week but it's merely a product of habit rather than a forced compulsion or an itching desire.
Facebook, thank you. But I now relegate you to the netherworld of my past life. Along with Plurk.
What Is That Stuff?
Recently, I've been fascinated by processed goods. I've been reading the fine print found in the labels of certain products and have wondered what exactly I was eating.
The ingredients point to another dimension, jargon bordering on gibberish, with names claiming to be exotic and inedible at the same time.
I wish there was a website describing the many ingredients found in our food, replete with nutritional data and their uses. I bet quite some people will find such a website worth visiting.
The ingredients point to another dimension, jargon bordering on gibberish, with names claiming to be exotic and inedible at the same time.
I wish there was a website describing the many ingredients found in our food, replete with nutritional data and their uses. I bet quite some people will find such a website worth visiting.
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