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G'morning, world! How will you make the day today I wonder. *yawns* Gah, I need to get a sleep -- maybe.
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Nekk~ The Senile Spinter

Kyaaah~ *lolz*

*is gone berserk in j-celebs fangirling*

Kyakyakyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

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Nekk~ The Senile Spinter

Porkie Day & Oldies Night

As promised Babipora took me and two other friends to this special small bistro to have a porkie lunch. Great food, good friends; what else should I ask heee...

In the evening, I ended up having a gathering with different friends but from -- more or less -- similar circle. Among others there were Dodo and Oom Hadi, the seniors, that's way I said it's an Oldies Night.

And, am sleepy now, time to hit the sack. *yawns*

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Nekk~ The Senile Spinter

One night in my life doh~

Bang Boi departed to Bali this morning. Si Otong has gone to carry on with his life. Gueari went home for whichever reasons. Ananda is just the same. While I have to deal with numbers *sobs*. But, wait!!! Bucang is in realtionship. Mola is having a headache. So, Mola decided to stay over. Joins me at the loft. We sit next to each other, each is facing a computer. Ended up open our FB-s and we find out that Bucang is in a relationship. Yay~ Now we have a big laughing matter. Congratz no matter what, Buch~

At one point I peek at Mola's monitor, and see this abbreviation: EFTA. We look for it, and uncle google brought us to here. Whoa... whoa... whoa..., we just not in the mood to read some serious matter. So Mola kills the wiki's window, throws himself to the floor next to my supposedly sleeping corner. His snore shot out right after.

Guess that I have to sleep at some other corner but where *grumbles*.

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Nekk~ The Senile Spinter

Heeee...

I'm drunk, I mean, I'm drunk. In case I don't have a habit of reading something I have written in any kind of form before submitting it, this post would only be a bunch of characters typed in a keyboard, to confirm how drunk I am.

Erm, maybe tipsy probably would be the right word for it, no? *shruggs*

So, yeah, I'm drunk. Point. That is it. I mean, I'm drunk heh heh... *nods*. Well, after six years of no alcoholic drinks, last night -- till this so-called morning -- I drank. Proudly saying, I'm still good to hold it. My body's -- surprise surprise -- still could handle the booze like how it was.

Just hope that it would be the only time and no more of it in the future. The reason why I did it was, because I found something out and it's something that terribly is bad. Or, not nice. Or, something that would makes me curse like hell. Or, something that could trigger me to drink -- speaking about my believe that what ever happened to the world, alcohol would be the last think in the world I would seek.

Neeway, I didn't feel like being in negative. Then, there were bottles of beers. Then, I grab one to have a liiiiitle sip. Then, I grab a full glass I was aware whose. Drank drank drank... *gobbles*.

I hope that this is not going to continue. I was OK when drinking it last night, but, I don't want to be a person who enjoy drinking anymore. I know myself, and, once the brake is lost, then the brake would be lost forever.

Well... heh heh heh...
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Nekk~ The Senile Spinter

Mr. Griffiths

On from my post in here, now I remember. I met Mr. Philip Jones Griffiths in person back in 1997. When Indonesia was sweeping by the harsh economic crisis known as monatery crisis (krismon, the Indonesians would say), a few month before the reformasi.

I was introduced to him by a friend, who at that time was a Jakarta-based photojournalist of Associated Press (I think he was a disciple of Griffith or something, before he was based in Indonesia). Griffith was assigned to cover the incident mentioned above by his working place, Magnum Photos. If I'm not wrong, Erik was accompanied him. Got to ask him. I am asking him through cell's text-messaging but it was about something else. As I think Erik told me that Griffith was married to Donna Ferrato. I can't find anything about it on the net. Maybe it's not correct, but maybe I'll found the truth about it later...

Rest in Peace, dear Mr. Griffiths.
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Nekk~ The Senile Spinter

My bad memory is torturing me *sighs*

I was rummaging the boxes where I keep my books that haven't been cataloged into my LiraryThing account. Then I found this book, an anthology or a compilation of the sort. One of the authors is Philip Jones Griffiths.

The name looks very familiar yet I couldn't find anything anymore from the back of my head.

Argh...

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Nekk~ The Senile Spinter