Someone cut the jacket of my NY book into 3 pieces!!!!! Buku ini memang dipinjam sama bagian produksi buat contoh layout. Tapi edan, biadab bgt, ngapain sih sampulnya dipotong 3, trus dibalikin lagi ke meja gue dlm keadaan diselotip. Awas kalo ketemu orgnya yg bikin buku gue jd begini, mau gue goreng!
Update on 21 Feb:
I found a note in my desk, written by my boss:
Di, maaf ya soal bukumu. Aku sdh order buku baru buatmu via Borders. Hope we can receive it by 5 March. Again, sorry.
Goooooooood boss.... :D
Friday, February 18, 2005
Thursday, February 17, 2005
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
The Most Precious Thing
Yesterday I bumped into an old friend. We haven't met for about 14yrs!
What was the 1st question he asked?
"Anakmu sekarang berapa?"
He didn't ask where I live now, where I go to work, where I studied, how many degree I got, if I collect diamond, if my shoes were fake one, or if I drive my own car. He asked how many children I have.
And the 2nd sentence was:
"Anakku sudah 2, cantik semua."
He didn't say where he works, how many house he owned, how many car he has, or where he had been travelling. He simply said he has 2 beautiful daughters.
Yes, my friend, having children is priceless.
I do have one kid. And I thank God for the most precious thing I have in this world.
Ibu sayang Aria.
What was the 1st question he asked?
"Anakmu sekarang berapa?"
He didn't ask where I live now, where I go to work, where I studied, how many degree I got, if I collect diamond, if my shoes were fake one, or if I drive my own car. He asked how many children I have.
And the 2nd sentence was:
"Anakku sudah 2, cantik semua."
He didn't say where he works, how many house he owned, how many car he has, or where he had been travelling. He simply said he has 2 beautiful daughters.
Yes, my friend, having children is priceless.
I do have one kid. And I thank God for the most precious thing I have in this world.
Ibu sayang Aria.
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Last Night
I ended up spent the night at Nikko Hotel with a circle of new friends. We talk a lot, laugh a lot, until the clock hit 12, some of them were tipsy (already?), and suddenly we remembered that our kids were waiting at home. Silly. I got home by the time Aria asked for his night milk. Lucky me.
Monday, February 14, 2005
Ilfil
Tadi malem nonton Reza di TransTv. Baru bbrp lagu, pas habis iklan langsung gak mau nonton lagi. Gara2nya? Ada flash gitu ngutip puisinya Sapardi Djoko Damono Aku Ingin:...aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana, seperti kata yang tak sempat diucapkan awan kepada hujan yang membuatnya tiada.... Bukan puisinya yg bikin gue ilfil, tp gara2 Trans nulis itu sbg karya Kahlil Gibran. What???? Sbg penggemar Sapardi, gue sakit hati.
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Thursday, February 03, 2005
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
Obrolan Nggak Penting Pagi Ini
"How's si kecil?"
"Baik, udah bisa tengkurap."
"Bener? Hebat!!!"
"Hehehe...."
"Masih ASI?"
"Udah nggak. Dari awal juga susah."
"Susah?"
"Iya, seret."
"Lah, yg loe wadahin pake cup D itu nggak ada fungsinya dong?"
"Ada. Fungsi dekoratif."
"!!?!?!?!!"
"Baik, udah bisa tengkurap."
"Bener? Hebat!!!"
"Hehehe...."
"Masih ASI?"
"Udah nggak. Dari awal juga susah."
"Susah?"
"Iya, seret."
"Lah, yg loe wadahin pake cup D itu nggak ada fungsinya dong?"
"Ada. Fungsi dekoratif."
"!!?!?!?!!"
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