on deference and indifference

and deferring.
she was troy and he was mark
and they gave me good seats at t-boy earlier.
five floors above cubao where the sight of a continuous stream of people walking was rather disturbing. and lifeless. creepy

but it was all good 'cause i got a well-deserved treat alone.

i mentioned letting go in here earlier and i'm not so sure but i guess a good part of it is what chris lowney calls indifference. and for someone who loves reading books, i still find that concept rather original. and true. really

take for example my "attachment" to this desktop i've been using. although i can still work well with the other desktops and laptops, like right now, it's not a really comfortable feeling. there is also this weird "attachment" to getting connected with everyone else through my cellhphone or an online messenger. though i'm proud to say i'm getting less and less attached to these devices.

one "attachment" though that i do not want to let go is towards waiters and waitresses and bartenders and ladies who sweep the floor as the stylist cuts my hair. people who you know will let go of these jobs as soon as they are offered a bigger paycheck but who still are good and decent and totally likeable when it comes to giving you a nice day. whatever their real motives are. and it's nice.

and that is why "small talk" even on matters such as me getting amused at her name being troy or his name being pooh is real "small talk" i cherish. one need not be indifferent to certain people. only to certain things.

or certain habits. like deferring what you can do now to later.
i was reading Indecision at Fully Booked earlier and i quote a fictional Otto Knittel:
Procrastination is our substitute for immortality, we behave as if we have no shortage of time.

and i kept on arguing that there really is no shortage of time. really now

now really. see you at

lisnin to Norah Jones' Don't Know Why
sortof readin Studies in Philippine Colonial History
feelin kinda inspired. she was quiet but she looked good.