dimanche, octobre 30, 2005

femmes fatales


Right now, I'm watching Dangereous Liaisons... Oh my God, like... this movie is just... I don't know how to say it. It's just wicked. Wicked as in wickedly wicked. If you want to see a movie about love, lust, and betrayal. Go watch this. This is the ultimate. Keanu is just... Yummy...

Anyway, I've put up a collage of posters of the movies with powerful woman (and drag) figures in it. The first collage is of threesomes (and also a foursome), the second collage is of duets, and the last one is of one woman.
Threesomes and Group
Duets

One Woman

samedi, octobre 29, 2005

a pretty nice week


Okay, so I've been watching DVDs lately, and I should tell you, when I first watched this movie over at HBO, I wasn't really paying attention to it. But then... I saw this over on the (pirated) DVD counter where I use to buy (pirated) DVDs.

And I was kind of hesitant to pick it up, but I did pick it up and there it was, sitting on my work station with the DVD laying on the table... And I popped it in my laptop (where I can watch DVDs with headphones so I can bury the voices from the outside and just watch them soundly).

Anyway, it's called Boys on The Side, starring the fabulous trio of Whoopie Goldberg, Drew Barrymore, and Mary Louise-Parker. They're just gorgeous and great and of course, as usual, I wept.


Boys on The Side

You know, it seems that I always measure the quality of a movie by weeping or not weeping (when it comes to drama) by the adrenaline rush I get (when it comes to action - Tomb Raider & Resident Evil really got me going) and by the how much popcorn I got stuck up my nose everytime I laugh (when it comes to comedy).

This is a good movie and as a feminist, I enjoy it sooo much. Anyway, I think my next posting is about the femme fatale movies.

lundi, octobre 24, 2005

I hear you're losing weight again Mary Jane


I'm fine.

I'm just compiling some tracks that I feel have this tragic energy.

Just watched "Crash". It's just... sooo tragic. I mean, it's tragic and funny at the same time and I cried three times while watching it. It's just so beautiful.

Only one thing bothered me, it would be a lot more beautiful and direct and sweet if Jennifer Esposito's tits were not shown. I mean, I would love to see Ryan Phillipe in the buff, but please, this is supposed to be a tragic movie. Not some sex-laden movie.

Crash


And there's this song by Bird York (I swear I've never heard of her until I watched Crash). It's called "In The Deep" and the lyrics are down below.

Okay, so today's going quite smoothly and you know what? You remember when I was telling you that I was being scolded for using the Yahoo! Messenger?

Well, I waited for like.. the whole day until I was sure it was safe to use it. I mean, I need to socialize, right? And it's one of the ways to still greet friends (although I usually don't pay attention to them since the workload's killing me already).

But then, like, only after five minutes after I logged in and began chatting, my boss came over to my desk and borrowed my computer!!!

She told me that she was not able to access the intranet and she had to use my PC and then she noticed that I was doing the YM thing again...

Okay, so she was not really mad, she was quite okay with it, but I guess I really should just log in when it's after five. Yeah, I think I should start to do that.

Anyway, fuck it.

On to the next topic. I'm compiling a compilation CD (tentatively) entitled "Strangely Sad Songs". Although the songs are not strangely sad, I mean, they are sad, so they're not mysteriously sad. The lyrics are sad, and everything else is sad so they are sad, for chrissake.

Here's the tentative listing:

1. Bird York - In The Deep
2. Alanis Morissette - Mary Jane
3. Alex Parks - Cry
4. Joni Mitchell - A Case of You
5. Bonnie Raitt - Will The Sun Ever Shine Again
6. Des'ree - Kissing You
7. Tori Amos - 1,000 Oceans

The list's still growing.

Anyway, here're the lyrics.


Bird York - The Velvet Hour

"In The Deep"
-performed by Bird York


Thought you had all the answers
to rest your heart upon
but something happens
don't see it coming
now you can't stop yourself
now you're out there swimming in the deep

Life keeps tumbling
your heart in circles till you let go
till you shed your pride
and you climb to heaven
and you throw yourself off
now you're out there spinning in the deep
If you want to be given everything, give everything up
***

It's beautiful, no?

dimanche, octobre 23, 2005

one f-ing week!


My God, this week has been a real ride.

Umm... actually it's been too long that I've even forgotten how it started.

Okay, so first thing was, it was Sunday and I woke up late so I missed the 6 AM, 8 AM and 10 AM Sunday masses at church. The other masses are at 5 PM and 7 PM.

But the shit thing was, I had to go to the hotel I work at since there was this big photoshooting going on (we had refurbished the whole ballroom and we have some new rooms with new decorations, carpets and everything so we had to do a photoshooting because all the publicities have to be done using professional photographs taken by a professional photographers, and of course we needed to take the photos early in the morning or late at night so as not to disturb guests, so we need to stay at the hotel).

So I missed the church. And I knew that I would have a really shitty week.

And so it happened. The first days (including the Sunday) was quite okay. I helped here and there and made myself quite useful and I liked that feeling. I took a few pictures here and there and was happy when one of them was put up on the newspapers. Luck.

But then, something happened, exactly on Friday. There was another photoshooting for a magazine. They were going to do this big festive December issue (for Christmas and New Year) and...

And... And I just lost my words.

The point is, the executive chef got mad at us for being late. He happened to be on his way to the meeting and apparently we made him wait. You see, the prepared dishes were fine-dining thing and that he had to prepare them himself right before the photoshooting.

I mean, HELLO!!! We're not God! We're simply PR people and from the conversation over the e-mail, we thought that it had been clear that he would simply put up the dishes and leave them to us for the photoshooting and he could go freely to his very important meetings.

We didn't even have a single freaking clue that he wanted to stay there and arrange it right before the camera started clicking.

Of course when I entered the room, he was furious and asked me where we had been. I replied simply (and rather dumbly, as usual), "Lunch".

Oh, oh, and the most glorious fucking thing is, tomorrow (October 24, 2005) will be my 90 days working there and that means there's going to be a personal assesment review thingy. AND THAT SHITTY INCIDENT WILL DEFINITELY STILL BE A FRESH ISSUE!

And plus, my boss discovered that I was using Yahoo! Messenger.

Hey, hey, I do use Yahoo! Messenger, but most of the times, I leave my friends fuming because I don't reply since I got a lot of shit I need to take care of.

I love my job. Hell, I love the environment, but this thing is just...

*poof*.

Nuff said.

Anyway, on the lighter side...

I KNEW CORPSE BRIDE WOULD BE BIG!!!

It is fucking cool! I love everything about it, and I cried when (warning, spoiler ahead) Emily [the corpse bride] finally gave Victor to Victoria and was transformed into millions of butterflies that ascended to the heavens.

The greatest thing you'll ever learn
is just to love and expect nothing in return

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And I'm so fucking waiting to get the action figure so I can put it everywhere. In the car, on my desk at the office (if I still get the job), definitely EVERYWHERE!!!

She's just my idol.
Fuck it. I'm gone.

dimanche, octobre 09, 2005

piracy? for or against?


You know, when I was in France (ohmygod, it was 2 years ago!), we had to tell each other about our own country, the specialty and everything, and being an Indonesian and totally proud of that fact, obviously I had to bring up the subject of piracy.

Sure sure, there were quite a lot of Africans (I'm NOT a racist) selling pirated Louis Vuitton's murakamis and everything, even in Nice. But Indonesia (or Jakarta) is probably home to the piracy cult.

Personally, I'm sooooo into piracy. Okay, so I never wear pirated stuffs (whenever I buy apparels, they're never pirated, it's all about prestige and pride). But when it comes to DVDs and songs, oh hell yeah, I buy pirated DVDs and I download MP3s and I even download porn from the net (whole movies, from 700 mb up to 2 gb... For real. I'm lucky to have cable, so it's a 24/7 access).

For DVDs and songs, I have my own justification. I mean, hey, the real DVDs cost at least USD 12, and I don't mind paying that much if the movies that I'm looking for are available.

But the fact is, they're not available. Where did you think I get the Hillary Swank's "Boys Don't Cry"? Or Jolie's really rare "Gia"? Or Tim Burton's "Nightmare Before Christmas"? Or festival films that I bought just to see the hardcore parts sans censorship?


~ Talking about festival film genres, I'm a mainstream Hollywood person, and I am never into festival films. So sorry if I sound so mainstream, but I am and I am not afraid to say that. I respect made-for-festival movies and the directors, though. But let's just say that some are sooo shitty that they're called art. And they call me stupid. ~.

Anywho, I buy pirated DVDs because of the availabilty, and the fact that one really good movie (with a really high quality) only costs me less than USD 1.00 (imagine that!!!).

Meanwhile, as for MP3s, I do love to collect CDs, I mean the non-pirated CDs. Because I love looking at and reading the booklet while listening to the CD (of course not when I'm driving). I don't buy pirated CDs because strangely enough, I don't listen to them. Probably that's because there's no booklet.

But there are singles and tracks that are not being sold here in Indonesia. The recording companies here (like BMG or Warner Music Indonesia or EMI Indonesia) only sell albums, never singles. So the solution? WinMX!
(now that it's dead, why not try Morpheus? I just downloaded it and it works amazingly for porn videos and MP3s. To focus on MP3s, Arancia suggested SoulSeek.)

So there! I love piracy! But when it comes to clothes and accessories, you can believe that they're as real as my 3200 Acer Ferrari (I bought it a year ago).

My God, I sound like a snotty little bitch.

I love myself.

dimanche, octobre 02, 2005

une vie propre


Umm... Okay. I think I forgot to make a resolution for the year 2005. I know that it's more than a half way to the end of 2005, but I don't think there's such a thing as too late. And anyway, it's not like until 3 months more that we'll see the end of 2005.

So, I am going to make an honest resolution. Or maybe a few honest resolutions. Afterall, this life is about promises, right? Here goes.

  1. Start wearing braces again. I've really ugly set of teeth
  2. Control my spending. I just bought a USD 90 Esprit jacket and I'm gonna spend another USD 215 for that goddamn Dior Flight bracelet. Okay, so that's for next month... But that's it. As for ties, I'm going to borrow Dad's.
  3. Never be afraid to ask or learn new and cool stuffs. Like Photoshop or photography. Photography turns out to be so cool. I mean, really... It's just so cool.
  4. Believe in love. The last one is just the hardest.

Well, anyway...

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"Everytime"
-performed by Janet Jackson

I'm afraid I'm starting to feel
What I said I would not do
The last time really hurt me
I'm scared to fall in love
Afraid to love so fast
'Cause everytime I fall in love
It seems to never last

But every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
'Cause everytime I see your face
My heart does begin to race every time

One half want me to go
Other half wants me to stay
I just get so all confused
I'm scared to fall in love
Afraid to love so fast
'Cause every time I fall in love
It seems to never last

But every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
'Cause every time...
My heart does begin to race every time

I'm scared to fall in love
Afraid to love so fast
'Cause every time I fall in love
It seems to never last

Every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
'Cause every time I see your face
My heart does begin to race every time

Every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
'Cause every time I see your face
Could it be that this will be the one that lasts

The fear does start to erase every time
Oh could it be that this will be the one that lasts

For all my times
For all my times

samedi, octobre 01, 2005

(another) bomb in paradise


We went to Bali earlier this year. Four of my college girlfriends and me.

It was a cool experience, well HOT experience to put it literally. And I kind of nagged all the time when they went shopping (don't get me wrong, I LOVE shopping, but not at markets buying ethnic things when you're supposed to bargain. I love malls with chic and black things that can boost me elegantly).

Anyway, it was nice. We went to this Paddy's Bar memorial (bombed on 12 October 2002, killed off 202 people and injuring at least 209). We prayed that it would be over and people could get over it and we could rebuild our lives.


my girlfriends in front of the Paddy's Bar memorial placate


But it happened again. Just today.

Trouble in Paradise. This could get us fucked up. I mean, I work in the tourism industry. We were so busy promoting the safety of our hotel, so busy promoting the safety of our nation (avian influenza, anarchistic rally against the increase in gas prices) and then this shit happened.

People are going to get laid off. People are going to be unable to feed their family. Which in the end will bring... drums please...

An even more catastrophic turbulent in the journey of this country.

I wonder how they're doing in Gaza.

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