Panthera Sapiens Ellipsis: The Blog

Whatever happened to the days when the further a place was, the longer it took to get there--and conversely the nearer it was the quicker you could get there? They've gone away apparently, and I'd very much like whoever's in charge of these things to set things right. The reason being mostly that I just got back to my room, and I left at 2 from the grandfolks' house; which means it's been a five-or-so-hour journey, which is more or less equivalent to the time it takes to get between So Hour and KL--or, for that matter, Spore and KL. And the three journeys were conducted by bus, so you can't pull the different-methods-different-speeds card. Ha! My fourth aunt, who made the journey with me (she works here), was somewhat stunned too at the spectacle of a jam reaching back halfway across the Causeway, and even though she is something of a genius when it comes to finding the quickest route between places (though she does say so herself), she was utterly unable to sho...

I'm typing this from the grandfolks' place in So Hour; I arrived a couple days ago--but I'm getting ahead of myself already. First, I must deeply apologise for the immense delay between posts; not that nothing of note has occurred, and not that I've had no time or inclination--I've simply been such a horrible procrastinator, and it does keep slipping my mind and only popping back in when I'm in no position to do it--on a bus, for instance, or moments just before falling asleep. Well, I'm typing up a post now and so you can be grateful for it... though of course, my future self will be grateful too when I come back to see what's been happening. So what's been going on? Not much, I may say--or maybe, a lot, although I don't necessarily remember it all or remember it well. My memory's like a sieve these days... or rather, it's like a somewhat clunky old computer that breaks down every now and then and loses a bit of data when it's back. ...

There are mosquitoes everywhere these days. Flitting behind my computer, around me, on and under my bed, and rather surprisingly they circulate around my nearly-brand-new copy of Fluid Mechanics for Chemical Engineers. I suppose if your life depended on sucking the lifeblood out of people through straw-shaped mouthparts, you'd like to know how to make the process more effective or efficient too; but the mosquitoes aren't taking any notes, which either means they have a better memory than I do or they already intuitively understand the principles--which entirely justifies my ability to snatch them out of the air as they hover over the Bernoulli's Equation. I snatched two yesterday and one today; but in all fairness I only notice them when they're flitting between my eyes and the monitor really; except, of course, when I'm looking around the room to see if they happen to be anywhere noticeable. I typed that entire last sentence (and this one too) with both my eyes clo...