The Umpteenth Journal Attempt (Version III)

Looks like Friendster now give you e-mail notifications whenever someone who’s on your friend list updates their blog, hence the flood of new mails you may have been getting. So by the time I hit the save button, the 460-something people who’re on my list will be able to read this, should they choose. Well at least someone will be reading this. One out of 460-something seems like good odds…

Just went to Bogor yesterday. Given a choice, I’d normally have nothing to do with Bogor. I don’t work there for one, nor do I live there. Unfortunately, where I do live dictates that I have to go all the way to Bogor’s immigration office to get my passport done. Damn suburbs! I’m not really keen on driving to places I’m not familiar with, especially if I don’t have a map. And why didn’t I have a map? First of all, I rarely ever go to Bogor that it doesn’t necessitate having one, and I didn’t feel arsed to look for someone I could borrow it from. Second, I’m a cheapskate.

Anyway, it was off through the Jagorawi toll road, and I eventually reached Bogor. I’d know I’d arrived even if there weren’t any big "Welcome to Bogor"-type signs. How would I know? The swarm of those bloody green angkots. I’m not saying that Jakarta’s full of good drivers, but the concept of sensible driving seems even more alien here. After a few wrong turns, I finally reached the immigration office, found the guy who was taking care of my passport, and waited hours (and falling asleep several times, naturally) for my name to be called so I could get my picture and thumb print done. Grabbed a quick pizza meal before leaving town, and it was back to the toll road. No time for sight-seeing, Doctor Jones! A side note: Oasis’ double live album, Familiar To Millions (which I’d bought for cheap at Soho Music the day before), is a kick-arse roadtrip soundtrack.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, that’ll be the last time I go to Bogor, at least until my passport expires in about five years’ time. But who knows, maybe in five years’ time I’ll be living somewhere else and won’t have to go to Bogor…

Oh, and today is payday. Mwahahahahahahaha!

Went to Plaza Senayan after work yesterday. The initial goal was…I dunno, just hadn’t been there in a while. The main objective was probably to pick up any new issues of NME and Mojo, but none were available. Ended up buying TPBs of Madrox and G.I. Joe. And…holy shit, I thought Coldplay’s new album wasn’t due ’til next week? Grabbed that sucker right off the shelf, stuck it in the CD changer for the drive home. Got to track four, ‘Fix You’…ack. Choking up. My new theme song of melancholy.