moving on
17/02/2007
It’s the eve of the New Year. I don’t know if the whole atmosphere will change, but I figure it’s a good time to reassess things, and decide on a fresh start.
And there’s no doing it without spring cleaning. Spring cleaning is probably a metaphor for clearing the crap in your mind and sending your emotional luggage off with the rest of history, since the mind is so powerful, clearing it so good chi can flow there probably has the biggest payoff. But for that to happen, the physical clearing and cleaning has to happen to, and once a year is probably a good regime.
So despite feeling all but inadequate as lil’momma goes on about cleaning every nook and cranny of the house, I’ve taken a more practical approach and prioritised my clean-up operation. What I mean to say is, it’s the eve of the New Year, at about 1pm, and I’m not done cleaning.
This year, as with all years, my horoscopes advise very strongly on holding my tongue and my temper. I used to scoff at those predictions (Who says I’ve a bad temper? What do you mean I say the wrong things?) but I guess with more recent introspection, let’s just say I know exactly what they’re referring to.
So before the year begins, lemme just get it all out there -
1. To everyone that has an opinion about where Yahoo! should be: a big-supernova success or a hole in the ground – let’s hear from you when you actually run a business that has the largest internet audience in world, generate a billion dollars every quarter (3 months, not 25c) doing so, and is paymaster to more than 10,000 employees around the world. Let’s hear you out, when you run something like that, or maybe close. If you’re still writing for Wired, your blog, some news agency, some financial magazine – how do I put this in a Feeling way – I know you really have an opinion, and you feel you really have something to share, but you’re not adding any value with your harebrained, two-bit opinions, so shove off, have a cookie, buy GOOG and stop pretending you know better. You can yap again when I’ve no more stock or options underwater.
2. To the bus drivers over at TIBS – your luck is running out. An accident is 1 in a million chance, maybe less. But you guys drive on the edge of your seat everyday so it’s time to release the pedal from the metal.
3. To the people who have issues that keep them from admitting they’re wrong and I’m right, you may be an insolent little newt, some of you might be more important to me than others, but I’ll forgive you all the same. Because I’m a lotus on a lily pond, and you’re a guppy and you won’t faze me. That’s what I’m going to try. Success rates vary.
4. To my relatives whose kids are going to receive a red packet from me this year – don’t make a big deal, don’t make a fuss. Just because you didn’t get an invite to my wedding dinner means I don’t give two hoots shouldn’t be an issue since I probably don’t give two hoots and neither should you. In fact, your kids or grandkids are probably going to get four hoots in their red packet since I hear that’s the market minimum these days.
Ok done. All on the eve of CNY.
Please everyone, it’s supposed to be a chill out year of the Fire Boar, so take the time to smell the roses, and take good care of yourselves!
Have a Happy, Healthy, Joyous and Eventful Year of the Boar. May you find the energy to hope and dream, and may your hopes and dreams come true.
