I was literally crying while I was watching the later part of the movie Bruce Almighty, and I find it �K spooky.

This is not the first time I cried while watching a movie, and in almost of all cases those movies are supposed to be tear-driven ones. In fact, I laughed while I was watching a lot of those sentimental romantic tragedies. For instance, I was making fun on the irrationalness of Titanic. And I am not easy to shear my tear for movie, as I fully aware that most of the movie (be it Hollywood production or HK low budget gag) stories were written in order to arouse our emotion. Plots are calculated to make us feel exciting, terrorized and romanticized, and I refused to be driven by the directors like some kind of puppet. My rational will try its best to analyst movies like analyzing feature specification before I put down my emotion and buy in the package. I am the master of my emotion.

But very once in a while, exceptions happen. Maybe it was because my rational thinking goes off-guarded. But, well, the heck, there��s no reason to stringent all the time.

Yet, I still wonder, why Bruce Mighty? I mean, it��s just a simple commercial romantic comedy. The overcome plot is just one of those been-there-done-that ones. All the wrongs became right at the end. Almost everyone is good guys. No one dies, and Jim Carter did his regular physical comedy, which proved that he still does great what he did the best.

But, why? Why did I cry? And I started dropping tear without realizing it!

I reminded the video and found out that I started weeping when Bruce��s girl friend rejected him at her workplace (some sort of kindergarten), and my tear kept running down when Bruce heard her girl friend��s painful prayer.

Maybe deep down inside my heart I find the association between me and the character Bruce, that we are both very selfish and self-centered, that along our way of life we became cynical, obnoxious and offensive. We both acted out in a wacky way, which someone gives people around us a laugh, but deep down inside it was the rage of injustice, not realizing that we are actually the one who created a lot of tiny injustice here and there. And most of all, we both don��t know how to love other people, especially the one who meant the most to us.

There is, though, hope, at least I guess. Unlike the politically correct version of God in the movie, I believe in a God who died for my sin, and activity involving my life whenever I open my arm wide open. And unlike Bruce the part-time god in the movie, He will answer every single prayer individually and personally, and He can answer my prayer by change the one thing that helps me to change the world: my soul.

So I pray. Dear Lord. Help me to learn how to love. Amen.

After living in this planet for tens of years, I am pretty kin on the concept of ��life is not fair��. Talent and luck are not equally distributed among every human being, and there will always be some lucky bastards having all the fun while the ungifted and bad luck ones are tortured until the end of time. Among the spectrum, though, there are a particular group of people who are untalented and yet consider themselves as a master. Usually these people will only annoy people among his or her peer thus limited the damage they can create.

The Internet changes all that. It allows untalented people to create their existence in a global scale, and more than happy to show the world how much he misunderstand the concept of incompetence.

I thought of all these when I am searching for some online tutorial for a great graphic tool called OpenCanvas. Google search returned me a huge among of links. And that��s when I realized that there are a flood load among of people creating tutorial for the software even when their drawing skill needs a whole lot of improvement and their drawings are as pretty as Michael Jackson��s face.

I know I am nasty, and I know I am grateful for those who set aside their time to create the tutorials with a kind intention. In fact, I am just trying to remind myself to not feeling offended when I receive negative comment on my drawing, now that I realize my place among the drawing talent spectrum.

I was rereading the Dilbert Principle and found that it is still true in the 21st Century Hong Kong even though it was written for the post-Internet-boom 90s. For instance, without intentionally planned, I scratched off part of the rubber cushion at my pen, and ever since then the pen was never been taken away accidentally. Before that I had a habit of lightly biting my pens, thus scared away some of my collegues from taking my pens away. But my tooth mark was not deep enough, and some of my collegues missed it. The scratches of rubber cushion is more visually disgusting, thus stop the disappearance of my office supply once in for all.

Consider this stretegy under this bad economy, when obtaining office supply is like begging for water in a desert.

I have two computers at home: a desktop computer and a notebook computer. They work as a team in order provides their master (a.k.a. me) the best service, as neither of them is flawless. For instance, the read capability of the CD-ROM in my desktop cannot read a lot of discs which it could read a year ago. (Funny how the write capability seem to be fine so far) Thus I have to share the laptop CD-ROM in my laptop in case there are discs that I need but failed to be read by my desktop CDROM. My laptop, on the other hand, doesn't have a workable battery (will talk about it later), and doesn't have enough hard disk space, so it rely on the shared hard disk on my desktop as the secondary storage, so that whenever the laptop hard disk is full, or need a lot of empty space to do works like sound editing, I can temporary move a lot of files from my laptop to my desktop.

Sure, I can buy a bigger hard disk for my laptop, and I can buy a better CDR Drive for my desktop (or even a new DVD+-RW drive) to fix the problems once in for all. However, besides being a cheap bastard, I am also using my computer network as a remind to myself that brothers and sisters in Christ are not perfect, but if we can united and work together, accommodating each other's strength and weakness, we can accomplish great work.

(Honestly, the most important reason is still the fact that I am cheap and not willing to spend a nickel on shit.)

Did I mention my laptop has a dead battery? I called HP HK Customer Support Center, and figured out that it will cost me $1180 to buy a new battery for my laptop, and I will take 3 to 4 working days to order the battery. Being a money conscious cheap bastard, I started to evaluate my need and figure out that I don't really NEED a laptop. I brought the laptop back then because I thought I will stay in Hong Kong for little more than one year and then back to US, and getting a laptop was such an obvious solution for my mobile computing need. Since I know that I will be stuck in Hong Kong for a while, I better off invest on my desktop instead. So as for now, my decision is not getting the battery until the day I find the need to go mobile again. And darn, I probably won't be able to buy the battery for my laptop as it has been outdated. Besides, laptop battery is like a bad second hand car, which it depreciates even when you don't use it at all and just leaving it sitting aside.

In fact, I sure don't know why my original battery died as it showed no sigh and no symptom before it died. It's just that it stopped being charged, and within a few days, it's dead. Man, like a marriage go bad.

Several minor bad things happened to me recently. They are all minor because, hey, there's nothing worst than not having a job these days. Since I don't have a day job, every single bad thing became minor comparatively.

Anyway, I got flu. Not a horrible serious one (believe me, I know what a serious flu is like), but enough to disturb my regular life. While I am typing now, I am still trying to decide whether I should attend tonight's ballet class. I also have a band practice afterward, a singing rehearsal tomorrow and a 3 day camp waiting for me to do drumming for multiple sessions. So honestly, I don't know if it's blessing or a curse that I can rest in daytime in order to gain energy to carry out all the activities at night.

Something interesting happened to the 32Mb SmartMedia card that I have. It was not working on my brother's Fuji digital camera, and yet both his Smartmedia card and my smartmedia card could be read by my Flashcard reader. When I insert my card in Fuji Camera trying to get it formatted, I got a Card Error. That��s it, no more assistance. Oh well, guess I move to wait until another SmartMedia compatible camera to come along in order to test whether my SmartMedia card is really dead.