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Tavern Diary Volume 5


2.24.’05. 2:11am.
I'm listening to one of my favorite songs,
Olivia Newton John's "Physical".

I was only grade 3 in the elementary school when this sone was on the billboard (1981).
I was too little to listen to POP music at time.
But my high school was in the 80's.
I heard this song here and there occationally.

Not until recently had I start to notice this song.
One day I was listening to BBC.  They are introducing classic disco songs in the 80's.
"Physical" was one of them.
The hot, direct lyrics and the light, pleasant rhythm got popular in a short time and spreads all over the world, introducing lots of disputes.

Well,
I start to like it
while they are playing this light and pleasant classic disco.

It's lyrics is really very hot and direct.  It's very funny.

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I'm saying all the things that I know you'll like
Making good conversation
I gotta handle you just right
You know what I mean
I took you to an intimate restaurant
Then to a suggestive movie
There's nothing left to talk about
Unless it's horizontally

Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk

I've been patient, I've been good
Tried to keep my hands on the table
It's gettin' hard this holdin' back
If you know what I mean

I'm sure you'll understand my point of view
We know each other mentally
You gotta know that you're bringin' out
The animal in me

Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk

Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk

Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk

Let's get animal, animal
I wanna get animal
Let's get into animal
Let me hear your body talk
Let me hear your body talk

2.23.’05. 11:09pm.
I'd like to make a book recommendation here:
利格拉樂‧阿[女烏]'s "Mulidan".
This is another book bought at Taipei International Books Exibition.
(Visit the Fembooks' stall with purple clothes to have a 40%-off discount! :p)

利格拉樂‧阿[女烏] is from the Paiwan.  She had been devoted to aboriginal and women's movement for many years.
Her husband is Wa-li-ssu Yu-kan (瓦歷斯‧尤幹) from the Atayal, a famous aboriginal activist and poet.
This is an essay collection.
Most stories are about her daily life,
within you may find some thought on the situation of the aboriginals, of the women, of the education problems in the tribes,
of the aboriginal policies,
of even critics to the aboriginal movements from the point of view of a women,
critics to the women movements from the point of view of an aboriginal,
critics to the racial and social problems of Taiwan.
You can find both essays on daily stories and pure critics.

I think this is an book that's quite easy to read,
but still have it's weight inside.
It inspired lots of introspection on me.
In order to name her child with an aboriginal name following the mother's people,
she had to bring up the "Aboriginal Naming Regulation", "Revision on Civil Law Domestic Relations".
This drove the everyone in the household registration office crazy.
And they still failed at last.
This is an experience that I, as one of the Han people, can hardly imagine.
A thing as simple as one's "name"
can bring so much difficulty on the aboriginals.
Our current household registration system are specially made for us the dominant Han people.
Everything is so simple and natural to us Han people,
but not to the aboriginals.

I wonder how many advantages do we Han people still held over the aboriginals
that we are not aware of yet?

I then tell myself,
next time I made a name column, it must not be limited to 5 characters.
Not only Han people are living on this island.
But I know this is not enough.  This is just a small piece of help.

2.23.’05. 1:20pm.
I try to have myself more leasure time recently.

Here is the story:
In the past few years, I either wrote programs or played computer games.
When projects finished, I turned to games completely.  When tired playing, having too much work deferred, I turn to work again.
I was always tired, working or playing, having too less leasure.
Now I'm attending to Open University classes.  This cycle becomes "work--play--study".
I have lesser leasure time.

This winter vacation, several major projects have finished together with my final exam.
This time I don't want to play computer games anymore.
I'd like to watch some movies.
I searched, downloaded, tested, burned and watched several movies,
while the winter vacation passed silently.
I found I was too busy for everyhing:  Busy working, busy playing, etc.
Though I did made something in the past few years.
But I like to live my life in my current way:
Reading books, reading others' websites, listening to my favorite music, watching my favorite movies,
(I watched so many movies in the past few weeks!)
and writing some stuff.
Life is richer this way.

I still have some plan on Tavern:
A Tavern change log, a fullly-functional content-management system, etc.
Keep going. ^_*'

2.23.’05. 12:12pm.
I stayed up late last night, spending a whole day finishing the whole 103 articles on quity's blog yesterday.
It's a sort of expiation.

I makes a living on the internet.  I'd applied numerous memberships on different websites.
In order to manage my passwords, I wrote a file and have records on where I applied memberships.
Since my job is security-critical, I changed my password every 6 months.
At that time I visits all those website to change my password.
I have a chance to review them and see if they are still working.

It was time for me again to change my passwords in the beginning of this 2005.
When I finally visited quity's Xoops site, I found that it had temporarily shut down.
So I asked her on the ICQ.
"It'd shut down for long=.=  You never care for it."
Ah… ^^;
Suddenly I found I'm without conscience.
I only care for myself.
Many people are caring for me, but I never fed back.

Recently I had finished the Tavern Diary program.
Thinking about how to promote it,
I was reminded of this issue.
I want people to read my diary,
but I do not read theirs.
It's not fair.

That's the whole story.

So, I spent a whole day on quity's blog,
reading her whole 103 articles yesterday.

Well,
I suddenly found that
my knowledge to her is still very limited.
She is striving on places I never know.
I believe this is an endless path.
(“Endless?  No…”)
A hundred day is only a promise to oneself.

I’m so moved
to see her striving to grow up this way.
I have no idea how she will becomes,
but it must be better than ever.

I have to strive harder, too,
or I'll be left behind soon. ^_*'

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