coriander in pho

A bit of disclaimer: This package arrived last week, but I wanted to open it today, right on the date of Malaysia’s independence day.

After a MONTH of the school’s term break with a constant of “ibu, ibu, ibu, ibu”, “ibu, I’m hungry”, “ibu, can we have Indomie”, “what do you mean, I have to add “more veggies” on my Indomie?!”

A couple of days ago, I had a professional organizer helped me tackling down my kids’ room.

A couple of months ago, a very good friend of mine, mbak Rizky, shared with me some tips for cooking rendang.

I once wrote here that sometimes I forgot about August 17, the (supposedly) Indonesia’s independence day had I didn’t checked my social media timeline and saw videos of folks doing the flag ceremony or kampung festivities.

I once was this kind of person who looked at house cleaning videos and thought to myself, “what a difficult process and such tricky equipments!

I’m starting Sunday (today) with a slightly posh breakfast at the Swood Coffeehouse, hahah.

I have been spending quite some time in Xiaohongshu (Red Note/Little Red Book), a China-based social media, and on one video, I heard this song (slowed and reverb), the video showing a view from a train going through the cold northern part of China.

“And now, I need Agatha Christie.“ I wrote, and said that, to myself when I closed the latest book that I read; a popular work of “murder mysteries” which somehow signed as horrors, and a confirmation that one should start writing on their personal space…

“It was clear you were so annoyed with the previous two books.

Yes, the second book of the trio.

It seems like for this type of person, the human being behind it doesn’t count at all.

This book, “Strange Houses”, is a part of a trilogy: Strange Houses, Strange Pictures, and Strange Buildings.

Last night, I scrolled on my YouTube app to find something to watch (I have been working on spending more time at long-form media instead of quick dopamine hits/doomscrolling) when I found that TV Tokyo has been uploading full episodes of “Solitary Gourme…

I used to bake a lot.

Fiiiinallyyyyyy!

I was in the kitchen, preparing for dinner, when Ari entered the kitchen and said, “There is this chef– wait, perhaps a competitor in a cooking competition.

I have been plagued by this memory of a beauty YouTuber, short hair dyed red, with stacked eyeshadow pots.

There is always a sense of… doubt whenever I want to talk about classics.

I wanted to write a post here, but then I realized there is a plugin conflict going on between Gutenberg (just updated, roughly 3 hours ago from the time this post is written) and Yoast (last updated 7 days ago).

There is one song on my Last.fm list that I could never find on Apple Music or Spotify.

This week, we went to Jakarta for Eid al-Adha and Java Jazz 2026.

The sunsets are usually really pretty on August and September, but it seems like the reddish hue appears earlier, as early as May.

While this blog post is generally harmless, and I have been a strong supporter of a healthy mindset on food and body positivity, a conversation or topic on body image, especially weight and food, can be quite triggering for some folks.

Next project: Intermediate Theme Developer I want to develop themes that sing praises for the 2000s.

JW: And along those lines, what do you think about the speed of the the internet (for lack of a better term – like more than social media but less than anything-over-https) and how much that’s affecting people and how we feel about the world around us.

A couple of weeks ago, I stumbled across this blog post: Why are the Artemis II photos on Flickr?

Another post, mostly because it got so great of an itch and I really need to jot this down here.

With the risk of being called a “pick me”: I am not one who usually is celebrating Mother’s Day.

I have been stepping away from social media (Threads) little by little recently, starting with registering on Mastodon, and I genuinely enjoy their non-algorithm timeline.

We had soto ayam Lamongan for dinner yesterday at a place that Ari has been eyeing for quite some time.

The Boring Internet But it has one enormous advantage over the platforms that replaced it in your imagination.

Google Chrome is silently installing a 4GB AI model on each of our devices without consent, says Alexander Hanff, a prominent computer scientist and lawyer.

Earlier today, I saw this news on my Threads timeline: Guy finds Google Chrome is quietly installing a 4GB AI model on our devices.

I’ve been noticing some blogs that I frequently visit that they have update logs on it.

After so many months and weeks of hemming and hawing, I finally got myself a Garmin watch.

I have been busying myself with bloghopping and checking out blogging communities/webrings for the past week, thanks to the renewed sense of excitement in blogging after checking some blogs on Neocities, and I found this one particular community: IndieWeb.

I rarely saved post drafts when writing a blog post because I usually able to ramble in a short period of time, until today, I decided to write about how I designed this blog (sidebar, cute background, pixel-thingy, and the likes.)

Whenever it’s “(month name) in pictures”, I always come into realization that I rarely took pictures of my surroundings, and mostly my food pictures for my food log.

I finally finished C-drama “How Dare You?!”

I don’t think I ever got the privilege of seeing someone working on something big/major, until now.

The dead Internet theory is a conspiracy theory that asserts that, since around 2016, the Internet has consisted primarily of bot activity and automated content manipulated by algorithmic curation.

I was blogwalking and found a post by swissmiss (Subscription Cost Visualizer) so I wanted to give it a try.

OK, so, yesterday I revamped this blog, right.

I have been busy redesigning this blog after several obsessive visits to Neocities.

I found a couple of red onions, tucked under regular onions, sprouting in my kitchen.

She handed me the comic book, “finally!

I love how this song is filled with pantun (Melayu poetic form).

Translation: “Who likes to romanticise living in the colonialism era?

Saw this site mentioned the other day on Slack: neocities.org.