👋 Oi, mga repapips, Brian Dys here! I love music, photography, and creative stuff like UX design and art. This is a place where I collect my thoughts and works. Apart all these, I’m Jaycelle’s better half and Bryce’s dad. 🥰
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For the second time after I can’t remember how long my head became dizzy. I fell down the track as the train’s headlight flashed before my eyes. If this wasn’t just my imagination, it would have been my whole life that flashed.
I spent the whole night at MRT Shaw Blvd. station. One. Two. Three. Four.. trains have passed me by. People flowed inwards every train stop and still I chose not to push along. I was waiting for a less crowded car; and finally, after almost thirty minutes my ride home arrived.
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Next to Diana Krall, I was hooked with Eva Cassidy’s voice. Sometimes you can’t describe why you like something. At first sight, you just do.
What A Wonderful World (Live at Blues Alley) suits the subdued weather today.
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I took a drug the whole day yesterday. I found my hands and legs moving on their own. No breakfast, no lunch. My tummy was qualmish way past noon and I just remembered bribing it. Before nine in the evening, I wanted to take off and buy some dinner.
I wasn’t relieved that the sky had stopped weeping. I prefer the coldness of rain.
So here I was at Van Lloyd’s (cousin of Jim Bob) carinderia. It is the ultimate one-stop stomach stuff (at least for commoners like me).
Anyway, I should be babbling about the drug. All the while, it looked like a stimulant as I was staring at it. I wished it answered me back and said that it was going to munch me, then swallow me in gloom.
The first symptom was shoulder blade ache then drowsiness. Followed by some quirky people making sounds by clearing their throats.
The best thing it did was it thought me how to convert this page to XHTML 1.0 Transitional. So there are tons of slashes and quotation marks underneath this page.
Ironically, the day ended when I slept the day after.
I’ll be retreating back to our province for remorse.
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The [words enclosed in quotation marks] were from my friends, acquaintances, and some people I personally know by their names.
I was digging some journal entries and letters and found some useful insights I could share with myself. I prefer withholding their names for security reasons (my own).
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I had so much trouble fixing the conflict between the JavaScript code in the gallery page and this DTD line in the same document.
In IE 6, the gallery had a bottom scrollbar which looked well off.. yes, well off. Firefox 1 displayed everything fine.
CSS and HTML code editing were futile. At first I thought it was the padding in CSS that was buggering me off but it wasn’t.
To solve it, I created a smaller problem. I made the DTD a comment tag. I got rid of the annoying bottom scroll bar in IE 6 but the gallery page wouldn’t validate correctly in XHTML. Who cares?
In this situation, I discovered a lot of differences between IE 6 and Firefox 1 when it comes to displaying the same document. I must not enumerate them in a 410px width such as this. I’d rather get used to using Firefox.
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Just speak
until your mouth froths with flowers
and butterflies.
As elusive as the one I’m trying to touch,
your eyes have the same flutter.
We eat with eagerness of what is on our table.
The butterflies, the flowers, they disappear.
And finally, I have your eyes.
It is sudden sadness that illuminates them.
It is the tingle of your spoon that fills the marble floor.
I feel them – the fall
and the realization that this dinner
is a banquet for two.
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Originally published in happyobituary.blogspot.com.