A memory to haunt my reverie
25/11/2006
Of all the things Neil Gaiman has written – and I’ve read many – Stardust ranks in my top 5. Ok maybe 3. I love it.
And now it’s a film!
The problem is I can’t remember much about the story anymore, besides the fact that it’s about a young boy’s quest for his love, and his growing up in the process. I’m going to have to read it again.
It’s a universal theme – that the journey is more valuable than the destination, though it doesn’t always seem that way.
I’m convinced Michael Scofield is an INTJ.
sugar loaf
25/11/2006
Found them Dryell Home Dry Cleaning Kits at the supermarket again. Along with the Scotch Brite toilet brush scubbers.
Ahhhhh… life in Singapore is now complete.
We went for a Myers-Briggs Type Indicator class thing today, and it was fun. I scored 0 in one of the personality preference I thought I would’ve been pretty moderate in, and I’m wondering if I’m trying to feel bad about it or if I genuinely do. Nevertheless. 0. Yikes?
I really could’ve used the MBTI stuff before the last couple of days, but then again, it probably wouldn’t guarantee any better behaviour from me. Apparently the likes of me always thinks I’m right.
There’s a good reason for that: most of the time I am.
Hubris. I’m so full of it.
