The last couple of days....

Been listening to Incubus on YouTube quite a bit.  (What a misnomer.  It's a place to watch videos, but I usually play songs on it and do stuff on another tab on the browser).  I should take a listen to more of their albums in addition to the one I already have (Light Grenades), start from their first one and work my way to the latest.  There's something about their songs, where not every song is instantly liked.  I find that the arrangement of the sounds is sometimes odd but compelling.  And when I listen to it a second time, it grows even more interesting. Like right now, I am listening to 'Are You In?' for the second time.  And it sounds better than the first time. Maybe it's the familiarity.

Taking about Incubus reminds me of Sasas, because she is a HUGE HUGE fan of them and Brandon Boyd.  We're way overdue for a chat, especially since she's told me that she's gonna have a baby soon.  I don't know why I was surprised - she is married- but I picked my jaw off the floor after a minute.

I went out with my Momster and my aunt, my momma's sister.  The pair of them are a hoot, honestly.  They'll publicly comment on people.  It was rather funny when my aunt loudly chastised those who were rushing into the train before allowing people to alight first.  It was interesting to be with the pair of them.  I don't think I've spent so much time with my mom in a single day.  It is a stark reminder that whenever I see her she looks older than she did before.  It's not that she's physically ageing, but maybe I am noticing things I didn't really see before.  Like she walks a little slower.  That she feels a little frailer.  But she's still a tough lady.  And it is something I can take comfort in.

Made up my mind about what I am going to wear for graduation.  There ain't gonna be no typical formal attire.  I am ask Amarit for her high tops and ask my aunt (the other one) to help crop and tighten a pair of pants that have been sitting in my closet for way too long.  Gurveen is making me a flower badge thing that I am going to pin on the damn robes.  If I am doing this, I'll be doing it my way.  It honestly feels that this whole degree thing means more to the family than it does to me.  All I wanted to do was go to school and stay there for as long as possible.

The family's been making some noise about my late night runs and cycling.  I can't help the cycling at night thing; cycling on the road is fucking stressful because the motorists are fucking lunatics who drive way over the speed limit and it's difficult to cycle on the pavements because they are so narrow and pedestrians sometimes don't give way.  At night, it's cooler and there's no one around.   But I definitely need to start running earlier.  I have been chased by the stray dogs twice and the first time, there wasn't anyone around.  I think I need to abandon my solitary pursuits.

I think I am done with this post.  It's too long already.

I'll leave with this picture from Tumblr.