Occam’s Razor.

You see babe, my problem is I adhere religiously to the Occam’s Razor.

Numquam ponenda est pluralitas sine necessitate

I do the least, but not less. And definitely not more. You can either take it or leave it.

Sincerely with 4 olives.


Now Asians can pay more tithe to Steve Jobs.

Okay this is swell! Apple’s iTunes store has made it to some 12 countries in Asia, including Singapore. Seriously, what took those potato heads so long? Now you can join the trend by buying only Gotye’s Somebody That I Used to Know without having to pretend you care so much about his music. Yeah yeah, welcome to the age of the fad.

BTW, apparently somebody is being left out here. Indonesians, will you be willing to pay Rp9.000 for an Adele song? Or would you prefer to download for free or buy the pirated MP3 compilation in Mangga Dua for Rp5.000? Does the existence of iTunes store have any slightest impact on you?

Even with this, piracy will still be there, surely. One case in point for piracy is so you can test out whether you like the material enough to buy a copy for yourself (ergo, YouTube!). Among the exponents for this is Paulo Coelho, noting increase in his books sales since they are posted in P2P sites. Not everyone is a leecher. The thing is, people need open access to information. Piracy has been a good advocate of freedom of information, whether those white-collared executives like it or not. Who’s to say I will not buy original music (or books, or DVDs) just because free lunch is on the table? Who’s to say I won’t go to the concert of those musician whose songs I downloaded for free? There’s always more than one side of everything and greed is not the answer 🙂

So here’s hoping that iTunes store would help further flatten the world. Although, the fact that Apple (and Google) knows about me more than my mother does – what music I am listening to, where I am currently at, what porn website I access most often, my preference of food to color to my favorite cartoon character – is downright scary. It feels like Big Brother is watching you. There’s a price to pay for convenience? Or is it just another form of greed?

Too many questions need answering. Meanwhile let me contemplate whether to buy Carly Rae’s Call Me Maybe on iTunes. Nah, kidding!


A Mermaid That Other Mermaids Call Fat

I saw this picture from the internet just now. This remind me so much of Maryjo! *evil laugh*

*still laughing*




One of the reasons why I like to post a song from YouTube is because I lack the fluency to articulate what I meant to say. Seriously, I have no idea how to take a personal story of unrequited love, family drama, friendshit, and all other personal shitstuffs without seeming like a whining kitten. The irony is, I have no other things I really care about other than my personal dramas, ergo the song upload!

I know, I know this is a crime

Humphrey Bogart has conceded how futile our personal struggle is six decades ago. The problem of one, two, three little people don’t amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Fuck all that shit, we are not important enough not to mention our stupid little daily lives and dramas.

But I am a believer though, doesn’t matter how I seem to undermine the realities of human psyche and how sarcastic my sense of humor can be. So I have decided some time ago that I am striving to take another direction: to be a devotee of small little things and try to develop some sense of wittiness. After all, wit is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is more important than money. Money is more important than practically anything else.

I will update on that matter soon enough, hopefully.


for the love of money,






Going GAGA for Lady GAGA

JUDAS….. JUDA AAA JUDAS… JUDA AAA…  I’m not an antichrist nor a atheist, but I have been receiving all this BBM (blackberry messenger) about Lady Gaga and I just think its  a topic that is worth discussing over. There are heaps of people who think that she’s antichrist or she’s from illuminati and all her songs are just satanic. Who r u kidding ? I have seen her performance once and was blown away with all her props and costume. I don’t think I can be the judge on whether she’s a great singer or not, but in my point of view she’s a great entertainer. Who doesn’t want an entertainment ? I know I do. And I think Indonesia needs a good entertainment for once in a while.  So please people open up your mind to new things and don’t just believe everything that people said. Do some research before deciding on which side to be on.

This blog entry is probably too late, but just for future references, OPEN UP YOUR MIND! And be thorough before making judgment call.Image

seek the little monsters in you….. PEACE XO

Dinner in Tokyo

I went to Tokyo for a short business trip this mid April. I didn’t get to do a lot of touristy stuff since I went for work (lame!lame!lame!) my posts about Japan will be mostly about food.

I stayed at Shinagawa Prince Hotel and on my first day, I went to this Japanese restaurant located at level 38 Shinagawa Prince Hotel. I don’t remember the name though. The Japanese people I was with order this set for us.


Tomato and Bruschetta Carpaccio (bream)

First course : Tomato and bruschetta carpaccio. The pretty shot glass look alike thing was filled with some kind of salad with cream sauce. Good presentation but tasted so plain and boring. Well, it always better to be pretty and boring rather than ugly and boring right?

Spinach potage ~ Japanese style

Next was another usual stuff. Nothing special. This was a basic spinach cream soup. I do not understand where is the Japanese style. Maybe the container?

Sashimi: beam, halfbeak, octopus

Normal sashimi, quite fresh but nothing exceptional.

Shrimp, Shiitake Mushroom

Main course, tempura! Most of these were quite good. Except for one flower thing that tasted bitter. My favourite part was eating all of these tempura with curry salt.

Squid with Saurchin, Green Asparagus

In this picture, you can see the curry salt. So goodddd.

Conger Eel, White Sandbar, Butterbur Scape, Potato with Truffle Oil

Another tempura, starting to feel a bit too full. Although I love the potato with truffle oil on the right. Anything with truffle is good for me. Next course was spring vegetables paired with vinaigrette dressing. I didn’t take any picture because I forgot and I didn’t eat any.

Shrimp Tempura Cake on Rice, Miso Soup, Pickles

The shrimp tempura cake tasted like “bakwan”.

Lemon Sherbet, Rice cake, Strawberry

Dessert, yay! Good lemon sherbet, not too sweet or sour. The rice cake and strawberry were ok.

So yeah, that’s what I ate on my first night in Tokyo and yes, I am still a whale.

Peach King is The Real King

Hi people (or aliens/animals/whatever you are. I am not discriminating),

Lately, I have been obsessed with Game of Thrones. I have been talking about it to Vodka everyday I am kind of surprised he has not asked me to shut up. If you did not know what is Game of Thrones, I would say you are a lame person and need to google it ASAP.

I am not going to dissect the story or characters because I am not smart enough there is a lot of reviews about it anyway. Instead, I am going to show you how fashionable and amazingly dressed the characters in the HBO series are.

Look at her hair, how pretty is that? I cannot find a picture where you can see the detail but you can see how intricate her braids are. Her dress is kind of “meh” to me although the fabric is pretty.

 Now, look at this shit person. I really want to punch his face but I do not want to stab him because do you know why? Look at his amazing clothes. The amazing fabric pattern, one shoulder velvet cloak, pretty crown, the belt, even his bow has amazing details. I do not want to stab him because I do not want to ruin his clothes.

This dress is very very pretty and I’d say this is my favourite dress from Game of Thrones. I especially love the back which looks a little bit like a superhero cape.

And now, onto my favourite character and best dressed in Westeros.

Look at how amazing his armor is. My favourite piece from his ensemble however, is his crown:

 This is the most beautiful piece of accessories I have seen in my whole life. People say, girls like tiaras. Screw tiaras, they look flimsy and boring. Give me this beautiful, flawless, amazing crown instead. I will wear this everyday to work so people will know who is the king!

 Here is a video about Renly’s armor:


I hate Summer.

Hi there,

Mary Jo and V (I’ll refer to you as V unless you got fierce objection, okie dokey?) is on a lovely holiday – though Mary Jo will claim it’s for work, duh-doi – in Japan and Sydney. So this page is stuck with me for the moment. Wait until the ladies are back to see a piece or two of journals about both places.

So I was bitching about how I hate Summer to Mary Jo the other day (Summer is the girl from the movie 500 Days of Summer, if you haven’t watched, get your ass up and watch it. Rent it, steal it, download it, or buy the DVD or whatever I don’t care). To my amazement, with her shrewd comment Mary Jo declared declared how the boy, Tom, was somehow the culprit. I couldn’t think of a clever rejoinder to that, for I thought about it a few seconds and found that perhaps it was so.

Here’s a little of the backstory (Spoiler Alert).

There’s this boy who meets this girl. Boy falls in love, girl doesn’t. But they do like each other and do things no normal friends would do together. Girl doesn’t want to “put any label on it”, while boy just wants some consistency. She ends up breaking his heart, but gets married not long after their “break-up”.

I watched the movie four times to date, as I was dazed by how cool it is as a movie. But more than that, perhaps I was caught in Summer’s realm. I was always the one who stood by the boy. As I watched and re-watched, I came upon the same conclusion that whatever Summer did was utter nonsense and blatantly selfish. So screw you Summer, for not seeing what could have been and missing something that could be great. I hate you.

But not until that sharp remark by Mary Jo did I realize something from a different perspective. I thought it was cool initially, him being all-in without seeming too obsequious to the relationship. But it is ostensible that Tom is perhaps just another self-centered hopeless romantic dude. Which is, in a way, pathetic.

If not for Joseph Gordon-Levitt’s winsome appearance, many girls will surely wind up despising Tom. As for me, I feel sorry for Tom. Not in a positive way but in a pitiful way. You might say, it’s just a movie character, but in a profound way it got to me. Probably I just feel sorry for myself.

But you know, as always, having had something you hold on to for some time, letting it go has never been an easy process. I still hate Summer. And you too. Bitch.

vodka, with four olives.

A Whale That Other Whales Call Fat

Hi there, Maryjo here.

This is my body at the moment:

This is what I strive for:

Thus, I will try to eat healthy, live healthy, exercise and all that jazz. Although I just ate 3 slices of bakkwa :/.

*In case you are a bit special, I would like to clarify that I am not  a whale who can type or talk. I also do not want to be a mermaid and have fins.


Let me begin my post by saying that I’m so excited for tomorrow, finally i can get out of this boredom for a one month holiday to my second hometown SYDNEY !!! where all my Sydneysiders at ? whoop whopp ! i have been craving for some good wines and food for almost 4 months now, and it ain’t preety.

A little bit of a background about myself, i used to live in Sydney and long story short i move back to Jakarta after finishing my degree. Most of my friends and family always asked how’s Jakarta treating you ? NOT GOOD ! I hate the traffic, the dust, the smell of gutters and most of all the complicated life’s that i need to live. the eight years ive been in Sydney it was like a dream, and now i have to go back to the reality of life. My Sydney experience was ahhh maa zinggg ! the incredible food, amazing wines and the clubs got me going OH M G all night. aaaahhh…. just dreamy….

Enough about me, lets go on to background about this blog, since this is our first entry, let me tell you a bit about myself and my partner in crisis (Mary Jo). we met about 6 years ago in Uni and from the first conversation (diet meal plan)with her it was like i met my other haft, she’s witty, funny, medically insane and “individual” (S…, 2006).  we have shared the most interesting and amazing 6 years in Sydney, Australia, from going to the cheapest food stalls in Chinatown to a michelin star rated restaurant. we have travelled to gold coast, Melbourne and Bali through our friendship and every trip brings us closer to each other (i know its cliche but its the truth). from staying in Hooker Avenue in Gold Coast (its literally a place filled with hooker), to staying in the world famous rip off joint in Bali named The Heaven (its not literal, its more towards HELL than heavenly).

That was a bit of background before our crisis, we were young, happy and stress free. now we’re faced with the problems of real world; aging, money, relationship and the worst part of it all FAMILY (cause you’re born with it and there’s no running away from them).  This blog will contain all the struggle and some tips for all the Gen Y out there to overcome all those drama that’s happening around. well  I think that sums up my description of this blog, stay tuned for my holiday pics.



Picture of us in Hooker Avenue