To apply in and for life

Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better. - Samuel Beckett

My work playlist

1. A Whiter Shade of Pale, Procol Harum Live in Denmark 2006 - Beautiful song

2. With or Without You, U2 - A very personal song

2. When Love and Hate Collide, Def Leppard - Another very personal song

4. Bitter Sweet Symphony, The Verve - An amazing symphony made in the 20th century

5. Windmills of Your Mind, Jose Feliciano - This song just gets me every time

6. I'd Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do That), Meatloaf - The video clip mesmerised me the first time I saw it 20 years ago and it still mesmerises me now

7. November Rain, Guns N' Roses - A great 7-minute buildup to a mindblowing 2 minutes. And look at the number of views!

8. Paradise City, Guns N' Roses - Yeeeeeha!

9. Dumb Ways To Die, Tangerine Kitty - Lighthearted song with morbid lyrics lol!

And last but not least...

10. Let It Be, Otai Rock! - The ultimate jam

Stupid mistake

Made a very stupid mistake a few days ago.

I have just moved into the new flat. Nothing to shout about, the new flat building is just next door to my old one. Still a 3-sharer, except with no lifts :(. I've had my stuff sent over from the storage place but I have not fully unpacked yet. The important ones - duvet, warm clothes, boots, pillows, surat cinta - are all out but most of the cooking utensils are still in the box.
And so, as with most cold wintry days, I like to surround myself with food. That particular day, I decided to have rice with leftover fried chicken from the night before. So I cooked some, brown basmati to be exact, on the pot "tanak nasi" style because the rice cooker was still packed away somewhere.
And then somehow my 'let's get working' mood came, and I forgot about the rice. The realisation that I have something boiling on the stove only struck me after about 45 minutes, probably an hour. So I rushed into the kitchen and saw that it was already filled with smoke. Alhamdulillah the window was open and the ventilator was on, or the smoke might have seeped out to the lounge area and activate the alarm (don't need firemen running up the stairs, do we?).
All was left in the pan was the charred remains of the rice, looking like a black plate. Time to look for a new pan...

Happy New Year!

May all our endeavours be blessed by Allah :)

Am sitting in front of the TV thinking of what to write and (more importantly) what to eat. A good start to a new year, I think.