This Really Takes The Cake

First of all, it was amazing how many pple called to ask how I'm doing after my last post. I'm bewildered, touched, overwhelmed and gratified. I'm doing well enough I guess. As long as I keep letting it out somewhere such as in this blog, I guess I'm holding up pretty well. Really. But thanks a bunch, pple. Appreciate it.

Secondly, I really really am serious abt the dog. I want to get a dog. Again, I emphasize big dog. Not a poodle. Big-ass dog.

Thirdly, the reason I'm blogging at this hr is because I'm giving up sleep. I just woke up from another series of dreams... the last one really needs to go top of my list of absurd dreams. I dreamt that I was in a game of DotA. As in, I'm inside. And I'm running from cover to cover and tree to tree, to hide from the war that's going on.

Trust me, I'm laughing at myself now even as I type this. But a moment ago it was a bloody scary experience. Imagine yourself inside a familiar forest with all kinds of weird creatures running all over, wrecking absolute devastation... coupled with the sense of bewilderment at why you're in that picture and also the panic that you won't be able to get out... It was a damned scary experience man.

I finished reading Paul's Norwegian Wood, and I begin to understand a little why he likes Murakami so much. He really is an enjoyable read. And of course, Norwegian Wood is easily Murakami's most popular book, which speaks for itself what an easy read it is. Nevertheless, it did provoke a lot of thought for me, with a couple of fresh perspectives to consider. Yeah, I enjoyed the book pretty much. Except that it really is yet another book I recently read that waxes at length on the theme of depression and suicide. I would seriously wonder how much did Murakami use The Bell Jar as a reference in writing this book, if he did at all.

Gonna go read my notes now. Hopefully sleep will be a little kinder to me after this.