tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59136062011-04-22T09:24:25.902+07:00The Unabridged Journals of IneNothin...Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comBlogger361100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1101451464626352802004-11-26T14:50:00.000+07:002004-11-29T15:11:27.436+07:00bid farewell and goThis is the last posting for my web journal. This blog will not be updated anymore in the foreseeable future, so I'm going to get sentimental and reflective.
For over a year this is a place where I rant and rave about various things ranging from stupid computer problems to trivial things that had happened in my so ordinary life. This journal is an undeniable proof of my abusing office hours for Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1099981250542961662004-11-09T13:18:00.000+07:002004-11-10T10:28:11.603+07:00Confession of an email addictI think I'm addicted to email. A morning without email for me is like a day without sunshine. It left me an awful empty feeling. I spend countless time in front of the computer staying in touch with friends and glued to my computer every waking moment just waiting for that next ding of my inbox .
Every time I hear that ding, I'd automatically reach for the mouse & checked my inbox so I wasn't Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1099376669881281132004-11-02T13:18:00.000+07:002004-11-04T10:39:14.793+07:00The Da Vinci code
Just finished reading Dan brown's The Da Vinci code and quite understands just why this book raised so much controversy (I know, I am a year behind the world. To be honest, I have hardly read any published books recently :-P too busy doing god knows what).
The controversy is sure to emerge when someone offers an alternative to accepted history, especially when it comes to religion's history. .Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1099025946798199452004-10-29T11:37:00.000+07:002004-10-29T13:55:51.026+07:00My bro, the problem solverI talked to my lil bro about my nightmares and he brought a dreadfully insightful point of view:
An evil spirit wants me dead, or
I was trying to escape from something, such as a constant dispute with a friend/relative/co-worker
And the easiest and most effective way to put an end to these nightmares:
find someone I loathe, then hunt down and stone him/her to death.
Ha! Thanks for makingReihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1098771239064290782004-10-26T13:09:00.000+07:002004-10-28T14:04:46.386+07:00Night terrors
I've had many nightmares these past coupla days. The most horrendous nightmares which are so incredibly way out that I think my brain must be in such a mess. I think the dreams are even more frightening and stranger than anything Dario Argento could begin to imagine.
I am always worried and anxious in all of these dreams. One vaguely involved dead persons; another was an almost childish Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1098089226352952192004-10-18T22:08:00.000+07:002004-10-19T08:00:17.523+07:00"Is this glass half-full or half-empty?"I like to think that, when it comes to books, I'm pretty open-minded. I read everything my hands could grab. My favorite writers range from Kurt Vonnegut to Yukio Mishima to Arundhati Roy to Carl Sagan to Jostein Gaarder to Gosho Aoyama to Ayu Utami to SGA to Ayn Rand to Jack Kerouac to Edward Said to Stephen King.
Pretty much the only genre of book I can hardly tolerate is self-help books.
No,Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1097729619136982322004-10-14T11:53:00.000+07:002004-10-29T11:40:24.833+07:00Murphy's law rules!After a series of unfortunate incidents this morning, I declare myself as a firm believer in Murphy's law; If there is a worse time for something to go wrong, it will happen then.
And the more you rush, the later you will be
Today I had an appointment with a friend at 8.00 a.m. You guessed it, I was an hour late. I'm basically a punctual person. I hate being late and always thought that Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1097215314046644382004-10-08T13:53:00.000+07:002004-10-12T10:38:54.656+07:00Date from hellUpon reading Affi's second date theory , I remember my own "date from hell" experience. Okay, I'm adding a little drama here; this wasn't exactly a dating "horror" story per se... but this one was far from being a dream date.
It happened about a year ago. I hadn't been seeing anyone at all that year and I hadn't really thought much about dating someone until a friend of mine set me up with his Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1096597317419858112004-10-01T09:16:00.000+07:002004-10-01T09:28:32.076+07:00Bringing it all into perspectiveI don't understand why some people become angry when they hear an opinion that differs from their own. The world is full of billions of people who have different opinions about various topics. It is absolutely impossible for everyone to have the same opinion about everything, rite?
I think disagreements and difference of opinions are not bad things. We should open our eyes; question everything Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1096352689760481482004-09-28T13:19:00.000+07:002004-09-28T18:37:00.050+07:00Humans, the perverse creatures and never satisfied
We want to live forever, but realize what a bore it would be. We want adventure but not at the expense of safety. We want to be with people, but find them annoying. *grin*
Why is it we are never satisfied with whatever we have or get? Why do we want to get higher and achieve even more? Why don't we ever feel satisfied, even after numerous efforts on our side? Why can't we feel good about Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1095831297901207152004-09-22T13:34:00.000+07:002005-01-19T14:56:54.150+07:00Save me, please!You know what I really, really want right now?
One thing that will make my day, and make me feel really, really happy; The sun-is-shining-on-my-face-the-birds-are-singing-butterfly-is-flying-around-and-I-can-see-a rainbow-in-the-sky kind of happiness?
And I feel not just excitement, but a sense of being comfortable, of being safe, of being in the presence of something so important and so Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1095153230341580092004-09-14T16:11:00.000+07:002004-09-15T08:34:13.410+07:00Grossy delicate delicacy Warning! Do not read this while eating.
I may have a low food standard, but testicles…???
How come this man thinks eating testicles of animal is a gesture of respect? Is he experimenting with mind altering drugs? I agree that we should avoid wasting foods but I wouldn't let this kind of food get into my shopping bag, let alone eat it.
First, It against my basic principles of eating: 1. I Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1094543891409546532004-09-07T14:55:00.000+07:002005-01-19T14:59:37.790+07:00This one is sure grumpyHave you ever had one of those rare feelings when you feel the need to be happy? I've been in such state for the past week that I have been barely functional.
To tell you the truth, this is not the best feeling in the world. It made me think that happiness is overrated. People need to feel like they are happy to be fulfilled, to feel like have achieved something. In many instances it is true, Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1093228151363113832004-08-23T09:25:00.000+07:002004-08-23T10:01:44.176+07:00it's getting harder and harder to breathe...You know how one song makes you crazy?
It endears your ears with the beats that you just had to love. It speaks to you with the tones that hang mysteriously in the air somewhere between serenity and sadness.
Infectious.
You became round the bend with it; like an alcoholic who feels compelled to drink, like smokers who cannot give up, like impassioned lover who feels that he'll die without his Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1092622475889899612004-08-16T06:10:00.000+07:002004-08-16T16:39:35.476+07:00Fly on little wing..."Mau sampai kapan, ne? udah, lah..."
Telfon dari teman lama selalu menyenangkan. Senang rasanya ketika tahu bahwa kita masih punya arti buat orang lain, biarpun tahun-tahun yang sudah berlalu itu rasanya sama jauhnya seperti jarak dari pluto ke matahari.
Apa kita pernah benar-benar hidup di sana?
Anak-anak berseragam putih biru itu sudah dewasa sekarang.
....
"Emir sekarang di Bekasi, ne. Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1092302925861803882004-08-12T16:26:00.000+07:002004-08-12T16:40:07.216+07:00Why am I still awake?Just found out that Otty also has a bad sleeping habit. Sama dong, ty. By nature, I sleep lightly. People normally sleep at least six to nine hours per night but I only sleep four to five hours. Of course this is much less than the body requires. I once read that chronic sleep deprivation can cause a variety of physical and psychological problems. At its most basic level, loss of sleep can make Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1092021958651875332004-08-09T10:24:00.000+07:002004-08-09T12:12:09.630+07:00I don't know about most people, but writing seems like a bad thing to me. Like maybe I should be coloring in crayon or something instead of writing sarcastic thoughts on this journal, the thing is I love Irony.I wouldn't be able to speak at all, since I have a bad habit of speaking irony and sarcasm whenever I open my mouth. Pathetic, eh? I've tried to break the habit: I really have. Every once Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1091510555450409622004-08-03T12:16:00.000+07:002004-08-23T10:05:18.786+07:00The Art of being humanI just finished reading Nick Hornby's "how to be good" and found it highly entertaining. I couldn't stop laughing. This is a story which looks at the subject of being a good person. The story revolves around Katie and David Carr, a couple on the brink of divorce.
The narrator is Katie, a 40-year-old GP and mother of two children.She is unhappy with her husband David, an angry and cynical man andReihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1089944094525322402004-07-16T08:52:00.000+07:002004-07-16T09:27:29.090+07:00Let us all itchy gitchy ya ya da da with ourselvesPuji's friend said that the whole weblog thing is masturbation. A rather impertinent comment, but perhaps not entirely wrong in a sense that both are agent of self-gratification and involving a couple of fingers. But I personally think that blogging is a healthy way to explore myself. If one thinks that bloggers are all itchy gitchy ya ya da da with themselves, well to be frank, I don't really Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1089688946356476742004-07-13T10:16:00.000+07:002004-09-27T09:47:45.553+07:00Are you a metrosexual? No? GOOD!I just watched a talk show about metrosexual in Metro TV & find this whole "metrosexual" thing kind of creepy.
Is this a perfect example of subculture going mainstream?
Sure, I love it when a man smells good or wearing suits and shoes that match, but lipstick, pedicures or nail polish? Ew!!
Call me crazy but I don't want a man who's like "Honey, you should change your perfume. Clinique HappyReihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1089368658723335822004-07-09T17:10:00.000+07:002004-07-12T09:03:15.603+07:00Inside the mind of a masochistPoppy's comment on my last posting:
free yourself,
kesedihan adalah seperti sekarung arang di pundak mu, yang perlu dipertanyakan kenapa kita harus tetap membawanya kesana kemari?
Kenapa ya? Mungkin karena manusia perlu merasakan kesedihan untuk tahu bahwa dia masih hidup.Mungkin karena kebanyakan manusia adalah masokhis yg merasakan kenikmatan ketika merasakan kesedihan. Atau mungkin juga Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1089184359290126282004-07-07T13:18:00.000+07:002005-08-30T15:07:57.266+07:00Of Puji -- the living legendBuat Puji, yang akan segera meninggalkan Jakarta karena Jakarta yang panas, pengap, dan macet sudah tidak menarik lagi untuk ditinggali. Yogya tercinta sudah menunggu. Yogya yang tidak pernah terburu-buru, Yogya yang tenang. Yogya yang tidak menawarkan sensasi, tapi buat seorang Puji sangat berarti. (di kota dimana waktu seperti berhenti, hidup rasanya lebih berarti ya, ji?)Dearest Puji, cerita Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1089176071431597972004-07-07T11:46:00.000+07:002004-07-07T11:54:31.430+07:00Last night on earthApa hari ini aku bisa meneleponmu, lalu bicara tentang hal-hal yang tidak penting;
hal-hal yang tidak menyumbang apapun kepada kemanusiaan, tidak berguna,
tidak membuat perubahan, dan hanya sekedar memberi tanda bahwa kita masih ada?Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1088588446977296212004-06-30T16:26:00.000+07:002004-06-30T16:40:46.976+07:00Hail to Ine; the judge and the juryThere's nothing I despise more than stupid songs; songs I hate so much that I can hardly bear to listen to the first few notes. Tata young's sexy naughty bitchy is definitely one of them. It actually fills me with near-rage feelings. It irritates me beyond belief. It's not enough that the music is sucks, the lyric annoys me even more; it's incredibly corny.
I'm no prude about sex, nor do I think Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1086934517135874252004-06-11T12:40:00.000+07:002004-06-12T09:15:53.750+07:00My name is Ine, I'm a coffee addict.According to researchers at Duke University , morning caffeine consumption can lead to increases in blood pressure, feelings of stress, and elevated stress hormone levels throughout the day and into the evening hours. Caffeine also potentiates the increases in blood pressure and heart rate that were associated with high levels of self-reported stress during the workday. The effects of caffeine Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1084600073674326462004-05-15T12:22:00.000+07:002004-05-17T10:50:09.826+07:00You are in the air Depok, May 15, 2004
Setelah kamu pergi, hidup ini memang jadi tidak berwarna.
Semua berjalan seperti biasa, masih dengan alur yang sama dan dengan irama yang mudah untuk diduga, tapi sulit untuk bilang bahwa aku baik-baik saja ketika aku menjalani hidup cuma dengan mata separuh terbuka.
Seminggu yang lalu, aku lewatReihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1083030416322567522004-04-27T08:46:00.000+07:002005-08-30T15:11:04.873+07:00Gravity always winsSeorang Ine yang selalu (mengaku) rasional kali ini harus mengaku kalah: dia tidak bisa selalu rasional. bukan karena otaknya yang memang sedang-sedang saja tidak bisa lagi diajak berpikir, tapi karena hati mulai ikut angkat bicara, menuntut untuk punya porsi yang sama. Kalau Ine hidup di Eropa pada masa Renaissans, saat ini Ine pasti sedang berada di tengah lautan, ikut dalam "Bahtera Kebodohan"Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1082687062995070252004-04-23T09:24:00.000+07:002004-04-23T09:28:31.090+07:00Bullet proof.....I wish I wasHari ini kayaknya semua orang jadi member annoyingpeople.com
Ugh! As if I don't have enough problem...Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1080883226055706572004-04-02T12:20:00.000+07:002004-04-02T12:24:05.403+07:00Kantian atau Utilitarianis?Hari ini baca entry yang menarik di blog-nya Enda, tentang apa yang lebih baik didahulukan, yang benar atau yang baik. Menurut saya sendiri sih ini memang hal yang sulit buat diputuskan. Makanya saya pikir saya bukan kantian ataupun utilitarianis. Saya lebih suka memutuskan segala sesuatu dengan melihat konteks. Artinya melihat alasannya, bagaimana efeknya buat orang lain dan buat saya sendiri, Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1080785379069166852004-04-01T09:09:00.000+07:002004-04-01T09:13:16.996+07:00Keanu ReevesAdek saya bilang saya dangkal, cuma karena saya suka Keanu Reeves.
"Keanu Reeves??"
"Iya, emang kenapa?"
"Yang bener aja, dia kan ngga bisa akting"
"And the point is..."
"Dia ngga bisa akting!"
"Hey, with that looks, who needs acting?"
"You're shallow"
"So not"
"Itu kan sama aja kayak cowo yang suka Britney padahal dia ngga bisa nyanyi"
" Tapi kan Keanu suaranya ngga kayak chipmunks"
"Yeah, butReihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1080700875193783582004-03-31T09:41:00.000+07:002004-04-01T09:12:02.983+07:00Ayam bakar dan PoligamiMakan siang kemarin beda dari biasanya: ditraktir makan Ayam Bakar Wong Solo. Tadinya males juga soalnya pernah janji dalam hati, ngga bakalan mau makan produk wong solo. Maklum, saya alergi dengan kata poligami. Dan rasanya rugi memberi keuntungan material sesedikit apapun buat pemiliknya . Tapi berhubung sudah siang dan lapar, juga dengan excuse 'toh bukan saya yang bayar, jadi secara teknis Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1080612054047346842004-03-30T09:00:00.000+07:002004-03-30T09:04:29.343+07:00Pearl JamKemarin malam saya nonton konser Pearl Jam di TV dan sedikit kaget ; Ini benar mereka? Ternyata gambaran mereka di kepala saya masih Pearl Jam yang dulu. Pearl Jam yang ada di poster kamar saya selama bertahun-tahun, sampai akhirnya diganti dengan gambar bunga waktu saya kuliah dan pindah ke Depok (Ternyata, walaupun sependapat bahwa Vedder memang ganteng, buat Ibu saya gambar bunga lebih cocok Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1066791252836941932003-10-22T09:54:00.000+07:002003-10-22T09:54:12.300+07:00i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart) here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
(e.e. Cummings)
I *do* miss you, my fire in the lightReihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1066709000903489402003-10-21T11:03:00.000+07:002003-10-21T11:06:43.046+07:00Me, Myself & My WeblogSebenarnya weblog itu apa? Sekumpulan link, Sebuah online diary, jurnal atau apa? Seseorang pernah nulis, weblogger adalah sekumpulan orang narsis kurang kerjaan yang merasa bahwa dirinya menarik. Well, ternyata ada orang yang jauh lebih sinis dari saya. Setidaknya saya ngga pernah nulis sesuatu yang kira-kira bakalan menyinggung orang. Selain dosa (yah saya masih inget sama yang satu itu), juga Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1065682703765753322003-10-09T13:58:00.000+07:002003-10-09T13:58:23.983+07:00Puji...I Love U, BabyPuji My Hunny, Bunny, cupcake, pumpkin :)
Thanks a lot!!!
Kalo mo ganti template, lo yang ngerjain juga kan he he heReihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913606.post-1065608424049850132003-10-08T17:19:00.000+07:002003-10-08T17:20:24.060+07:00ID already taken babe...I'll take the above....hope its ok with you...Reihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945270760312542118noreply@blogger.com