3 more thorts

Cell memory

I can’t remember if it was in a novel or TV show (but some form of fiction) that mentioned that your cells retain memories of what has happened in your life. Ah yes… that movie with Robert De Niro as that scientist who cloned a dead kid, who then started acting crazy and scary when he reached the age when his original self died. Anyway, if that cell retaining memory thing is true, then imagine the possibilities…

You could call upon the memories of your ancestors for advice. After all, you are made up from your parents’ cells, DNA etc, and theirs of theirs and so on and so forth. So you have so many generations of experiences tapped away inside of you. All you gotta do is concentrate, and communicate with them. You could consider it as talking to yourself, talking to some spirits out there… whatever…

OK, enough typing… 2 pages with a one paragraph into the 3^rd page on MS word. But I’m not sleepy yet and my mind is still running.

Jane Austen’s lost sex scenes

I picked up this book in the humour section in KL. I don’t know how legitimate it is, but there were some references to other texts that make it seem more real. Plus Austen lived a single life of a spinster (I think… she did, didn’t she?) So she would have had all sorts of crazy sex fantasies going through her mind. Now if they were legit, those scenes should make her novels make even more sense.

Take the bit about Jane going to Netherfield and sending a letter the Liz the next day saying that she’s ill and that she should come visit her ASAP as she cannot return home soon, or whatever (whoa… that looks confusing in hindsight, but I get the gist of it, so you should ^^)

Basically, the scene will tell you why Jane stays a little longer there, and is distraught after it all.

Starschmucks

Go visit www.illwillpress.com and see Foamy’s rants on Starbucks. They are overpriced coffee. Hell, the place doesn’t even have complimentary free internet computers unlike Pacific Coffee. (HK that is)

Actually, coffee at these franchises are overpriced fullstop. Eating food at the foodcourts, hawkers or those coffeeshops are even cheaper. I could get plate of charsiewfan and a drink for 2/3 the price of a “GRANDE” Frappacino.

Hehehe. Grande. What’s with their labels for sizes- short, tall and grandE? If someone, like my dad, were to order a coffee there they would be bloody confused. Just as well Foamy gave me a nice precaution in his rant =P.

And there should be more free wifi hotspots. Bloody pay for wifi by the minute junk. *grumble*

And that's it! That's all I wrote on the plane.