The Final Thing (Er, Video? Post?)

Isn't this freaking exciting? Blog 365 has come to an official end, and to celebrate - Joy and I made a 26 minute and 13 second video. It's a charming mix of past reminiscence, challenges, awkward questions and a semi-mind blowing vortex.

Oh no! The video is password protected! You must guess it with a small clue.

Password: joyisa_________

a) cow
b) pig
c) horse
d) rabbit

How Many Brigittes Does It Take..

I don't know how many of me it would take to fix a lightbulb...but it takes only one of me to take one out of my bedside lamp, in my sleep /coolstoryoftheday.

In other news, blog 365 will be ending soon - quite soon if anyone (anyone?) was wondering. Joy and I have something (quite) exciting lined up after, so...be...quite excited.

Checking in

I don't know if I'm supposed to post today, which makes it hard for me to decide whether to do something interesting as part of 'last few days posting so they better be good' or write some nonsense and get it over with quickly.

These last few days are very messy though, which is mostly my fault. But hopefully we finish on a high note.

But hey, I thought you might be interested that I DRESSED UP AS AN AVATAR

And I faintly remember posting about Avatar, and Brigitte hadn't watched it then. Have you seen it yet?

ps. we are avatars because we are the blue crew

I Post Stuff Everywhere Just In Case

Surprise from Brigitte on Vimeo.

Last-Minute Sprint

I get really distracted. From trying to find Holga photoshop actions to singing along to songs about lemon trees. Next thing I know, I'm wiki-ing the Kübler-Ross model as a result of overloading on TED talks. My desk looks untidy, so I arrange it - wondering whether I'd want to represent myself with the image of 'total minimalism' or 'organised chaos'. One wonders. Maybe moving that Japanese work book into the vicinity of my workspace or opening up the plethora of short stories on my browser will at least guilt me into completing these tasks. But no avail, I become tolerant to them and just...ignore them. While my brain is being happily munched away at by guilt, I continue to kill my conscience and stay distracted. Yeah, I do try to get back on task, slowly. Multiple planners, lists that never get crossed off, blocking websites.

Let's tell a petty anecdote of the time [specifically the 20th of October, 2010] when I vowed to stop biting my nails. Yes, I kept true to that, but I found ways around it. I now compulsively clip my nails or peel them (yes, I peeled them yesterday and all I can think about is my fingertips burning in agony whenever I apply pressure to them). The point is, that when I set rules for myself, I manage to weasel out of them. It's probably a rebel-against-oneself complex, which isn't so complex at all. Having somebody else set the rules for won't necessarily make you stick to your guns. It probably ensures that as well as failing yourself, you wreck damage unto others.

Starting something likens to waking up in the morning, starting the day. You know you have to, but you, really…can’t. It works like a snooze button, waiting to seize the moment to start on your incredulous journey to success. Of course, all fails and you wake up four hours later wondering where your life went to. All for the sake for five minutes more. The same cycle continues for a short eternity, the one where your timetable is shifted forward by a couple of hours. Sleep late, wake late. In the case in which you do wake up early, naps snatch you away into dreamland. The only way out is to stamp your foot down and duel the Sandman.

On the other hand, when it comes to the things you want to do, all the energy wasted on starting and finishing wears you down completely. You’re not in the mood to do anything.

You can’t win.

∆

I had always wanted to summon a large ladel to inspect my stream of consciousness. Preferably a wooden one, I don't know - the prospect just seems so much more Oliver Twist. It's the moment when you stop thinking and start thinking, you've lost it. I've never snapped a key in a lock but I can certainly imagine the feeling. If I wanted to stop thinking about The Game, I'd keep thinking about The Game. And The Game of which I have just lost.

As for a break, I don't know whether I'd be taking one. Maybe free and easy, whenever till Joy comes back. Alone in this lonely virtual house, supported by a plethora of colourful balloons, floating in cyberspace.

I might just go now and write sad haikus about how everything is ending so quickly.

Last day, but not really

I'm leaving tomorrow so I won't be posting for a while. Not sure what Brig is going to do, she doesn't really have to post because we are kind of taking a break but it's up to her.

Now I'm wondering whether this experience has changed us at all. Whether we would be different people if we hadn't done a blog 365.
Brigitte said something about Julie and Julia being about 'life revolving around your blog' or something along those lines. I haven't seen it and I'm not sure I want to after finding out that the guy who played the killer in The Lovely Bones is in it. But I read up on it on Wikipedia, and it sure sounds like Julie got a lot more out of her blog than we did (a better story anyway).
If anyone was going to make a movie about us, it would be called 'Too Lazy to Write a Blog Post'

Well, I'll see you later, if you're still here for us. Thanks Jessy for sticking with us all this time. This year went by fast didn't it?