1. Went to a seminar on Islam and terrorism recently, where one of the speakers (who was also one of the committee) was Prof. Rhoma Irama. Yup, that very dangdut king Rhoma Irama. I didn't know he was a professor. On what, Holier-than-thou 101? Advance Polygamy? How to nail a younger dangdut singer?

2. Got rejected by a cleric-looking guy at the seminar #1 who didn't allow me to sit at the same table with him and the other 2 guys despite vacant chairs, and instead shooed me to other table. It wasn't the first experience, so I could guess the reason of rejection: A woman, hairs run free, naked calves and hands, and bare neck.

3. Was (still is) really bored and fed up with the office that I planned to take a month leave and work at Starbucks instead, for just a month. Guess what? The maximum age for a trainee is 25. Bummer.

4. Still wanted to go ahead with the month-long leave, perhaps do some writing and travelling, only to find out that it would cut a significant amount of my salary plus I wouldn't get extra allowance. Bummer.

5. Some people really think that Joko and I are the ones behind this blog which reviews Indonesian movies. At first, we're really flattered because really, we're not that smart and witty. But the attack is getting fiercer that we're a bit pissed. Not that it bothers us so much though.
Seriously, guys, you've been watching cops show too much. I have a job, thanks very much. I don't even have time to update this blog, or writing that long overdue articles, or do daily chores. Besides, I have my own venue to write reviews, and that is the newspaper. I want and need credits for what I write, so why should I write with pseudonyms? Even if I wrote with pseudonyms, which I sometimes do, it's for the cash (Oops :)).
Ah, why bother defending myself. But really, why take the guys -- who perhaps are just some rich kids with nothing better to do -- so seriously?

6. I really want to take that month-long leave. Burn out. Sick building syndrome. Or maybe just plain lazy.

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Fitter, slimmer, and more productive. Yup, those are included in my list of resolutions this year. But dammit, the super slacker mode is on all the time that I'm nowhere near fit nor slim, and looks like my editors are running out of patience. But since that last brouhaha where I blew up(well, a little), they seem to be a little scare of me haha.

A little note on the slimming thingy, I feel cheated by those celebrities with those perfect bodies. I'm not talking about tummy-tucked Titi DJ, who still looks hideous bytheway, or silicone-injected Ruth Sahanaya, who also still looks plain. Although it's good that they have come out from the non-gay closet.

I'm talking about those Hollywood stars who blabbered about how they owe to yoga or pilates or any other form of exercise for their great bods. Turned out, according to E!'s Ask The B!tch, most actors only work out and shed their weights when they have a project or when a party's coming.
Check this out:

An estimated 75 percent of actors of both genders forsake their abs, and the rest of their overpaid bodies, when left to their own devices. They grow soft and buttery and behave in ways that inspire trainers to club them about the face and neck.
B!tch tracked down a real live trainer and asked him. And he said 75 percent.

"In between projects, they go back to their old habits," says Marco Reed, who has buffed up Thomas Jane (the guy's the Punisher, people) and other performers. "Smoking, drinking, eating fatty foods."
In fact, some stars hate gyms so much they only work out before individual scenes. "Celebrities may [stay in shape] if they know they're going to shoot a shirtless scene that week."

Oh my god. I'd feel better if they had ol' plastic surgery or hiring personal trainer, because, unlike me, they can. Screw them.

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