Procrastinator’s Log Stardate 0119

I have a silly sense of satisfaction whenever some theory I’d empirically made up (such as the blurb of Mediterranean weather around my home town) proves to be scientifically accurate, or at least has hard evidence pointing towards it. Daylight saving arrangements have always made me miserable and given me a sort of hangover for…

Procrastinator’s Log Stardate 1218

Welcome to a procrastinated procrastinator’s log edition on account of year end, travels, reading miscellaneous year end lists, writing miscellaneous year end lists and just plain old unadulterated&unjustified procrastination. If you’re sick and tired yourself of making new year new me promises (I always do) and then failing (same applies), here’s a handy guide on…

Procrastinator’s Log Stardate 1118

I may have (let’s get the correct modal verb here, must have) been even less organized in November than in other months, perhaps because I hate November, the absolutely worst month of the year, on account of its closest competitor February losing some misery factor due to being both shorter and closer to spring. So…

Procrastinator’s Log Stardate 1018

So it’s the second time in a row I return home without my memory card, probably in my case aging does not bring about loss of memory per se, but loss of memory cards, even though they might of course be somehow interconnected. Horrible pun absolved, let’s get back to why this matters at all. Placebo’s…

The Infinite Delay: Book Diary October 2018

Just recently, I was congratulating myself of how, as the serious, grown up person that I am, I am no longer slacking. I wake up at six even if my entire soul says no, I go for the run even if my entire body says no, I finish the excel sheet even if my entire…

Procrastinator’s Log Stardate 0918

One of my biggest regrets in life is not having heard Leonard Cohen, who would have turned 84 on September 21, play live. I know there are far bigger regrets to be had, and perhaps I should count myself fortunate that I fret over something, I wanted to write trivial here and then immediately froze…

Procrastinator’s Log, Stardate 0818

So I have decided after much thought (actually, none whatsoever) that the only way in which my spending innumerable hours on the Internet each day of my life would seem to make some sort of sense (it does not have any, in all frankness) is if I made note of certain bits of information which…

Confessions of an Impulsive-Obsessive Reader: Book Diary April 2018

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie and Madeleine Thien have featured together in another edition of the book diary, in last September, and seeing them on my list again so soon reminded me how I am what I usually call an impulsive-obsessive reader, namely someone who, when discovering an author she likes will not rest until she gets hold…

A Smorgasbord of Odd Pleasures – Book Diary January 2018

I have occasionally attempted to immerse myself in the world of classical music more attentively, often after reading a Murakami novel. He has a way of interweaving the plot with melodic themes, not unlike a composer building up a symphony, which makes you feel that you must listen to the piece itself lest you miss…

The Book Diary- September Edition

I have a kind of claustrophobic fear of reading any further books by Roberto Bolaño, knowing that eventually I will run out of them- for good, as he’s not around to write new ones anymore. 2666, despite the relentless gruesomeness of many of its 912 pages is also one of the most hypnotic novels I’ve…