made in the dark knight

It's Monday nite. I've got Gossip Girl recording on my Tivo. Will probably watch it later tonight. I'm surfing on the internet, watching QVC, and listening to my iTunes 2008 playlist (playing Hot Chip's Made In The Dark at the moment - looove that song) all at the same time. I've got four more days of work til work is done with for the year. Thank god. It's another hard year. I know, I am not some farmer in China doing farming things under the hot sun all day long (I easily could have been if my mom never moved to Macau back in the day). But trust me, some day I wish I were farming and feeding chicken cuz I reckon chickens to be less treacherous than my coworkers and all the crap I have to deal with. But then again, I am kinda sensitive to the sun, like my neck breaks out in a rash everytime I get sunburnt, so that wouldn't be good. Anyways, I am not a farmer in China but instead an office worker in the United States of America, sitting in a cubicle, tapping away on my computer all day long, so that's the life I have to deal with and the life I get to complain and blog about. It's cool though. I just pretend I am Batman or something, and all my nasty, gossipy, sneaky coworkers and managers are my arch-nemesis. They are the Joker, Two-Face, etc. Too bad Catwoman has yet to show up. She will, for sure. Black catsuit and all. She will help me do the right things, which is always the guiding principle for me - do the right things, with all the right intentions. Sometimes it may come out bad. Sometimes people don't understand. Sometimes it may drive people away. But being a superhero is a lonely job. Sometimes I come home and wonder if I could have just taken the easy way out and if life would be so much easier that way. But then, Batman wouldn't do that - he won't settle for just being a handsome billionaire playboy, so why should I? Speaking of Batman, my Dark Knight Blu Ray dvd has just shipped from amazon. I can't wait to put it into my PS3. Only if I have a super fancy LCD tv to play it on. I will, likely by Christmas. I am thinking of getting rid of my antique 27 inch CRT tv in my living room. In fact, this Christmas I am going to clean up and get rid of a lot of stuff. I am just so tired of the clutter. I started with the kitchen and the dining room, which I just finished painting this weekend. I used Benjamin Moore Stonehouse for the wall and Cottonball for the baseboard and crown molding and ceiling. The colors turned out really nice, except I had to touch up the edges numerous times cuz I didn't put on the painter's tape right the first time. Big note to self - next time, take time with the painter's tape - it pays off later. So I am trying to decide whether to tackle the living room painting this month. If I do, should I do it a light yellow, a light grey, or white? I want something airy feeling. I also want to move my armoir into the dining room and replace it with a stand for my soon-to-be LCD tv. Anyways, we shall see what happens. I also need to upload my Japan pics onto Flickr. It's hard to sort out over 1500 pictures and edit it down to less than 200. So many tasks to take care of, so little time. Too bad I don't have an Alfred who can help me out. He can then help me end this blog, which is always difficult, cuz you have to find a way to tie it up, make it meaningful, so that all that rambling is not just random. You gotta give your reader something to chew on, something to bring it all home. But by saying that, I've just dug a big hole for myself, because now I've set the expectation too high. Now you, the reader, will wait for the last sentence. An aside - The Reader: Did you check out Kate Winslet at the premiere of her new movie The Reader? Phew. That's some fantastic woman there. I've been a fan for a long, long time. I've loved a lot of things she's done, including The Holiday and Little Children from recent years. I should write her a fan letter. Maybe she will reply, unlike Julie Delpy. I mean, maybe she's less rude than those French people. Just kidding. I still heart Julie Delpy and all French people. I am just saying, maybe Kate Winslet will reply and acknowledge the effort. Okay, now back to the point, which is, I am not a farmer like my father used to be. In fact, like Bruce Wayne, I lost my father when I was really young. And that has haunted me all this time. I am not sure if my father or the tragedy of losing my father has shaped me more. Yes, I am playing the dead father card. So there. Everything, all the random things I concern myself with, ties back to that night when we left the theatre early. Made In The Dark, indeed.