<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602</id><updated>2011-08-09T21:10:15.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chapter one</title><subtitle type='html'>"Well, Dr. Humbert, to you she is still the little girl that is cradled in the arms, but to those boys over there at the Beardsley High, She is a lovely girl, you know...with the swing, you know, and the jazz...and she has got the curvatures which they take a lot of notice of."
--- Clair Quilty [Lolita]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-535591267792833519</id><published>2011-08-09T18:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T18:47:50.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>十面埋伏</title><content type='html'>猛然想起那個夏天, 猛然提起勁找你. 我在想你的名字, 你的記號, 你的顏色, 你的心情, 屬於你的曲目, 來自你的書本, 和你扯上關係的名字, 你坐過的食店, 你曾來電的聲響, 和你的痛苦. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的痛苦最觸動我. 我甚至認為, 你應該一直痛苦下去. 那樣, 從你嘴里說出來, 從你筆下流出的苦澀, 你希望治癒傷痛的舉動才可能那樣美麗動人. 很久以前己躲起來的那些感覺, 想說的話, 要表達的不快, 應該說的喜歡, 都能在你的話裡找到. 經年累月, 更覺這樣的言詞很可貴.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;滑鼠下意識地更新眾人的片言隻字. 為何在隨時可上載心情的2011年, 表達變得這麼因難 (或是從來如此)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個空洞的聲響之後, eason說: &lt;br /&gt;"聞說你時常在下午來這裡寄信件,  &lt;br /&gt;逢禮拜留連藝術展還是未間斷,&lt;br /&gt;何以我來回巡邏遍仍然和你擦肩, &lt;br /&gt;還仍然在各自宇宙錯過了春天". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所謂愛情和其變化無常, 不確定, 死去活來於我是十分無聊的遊戲. 努力不懈地尋找一個貼近的思想, 他在, 但太遠.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-535591267792833519?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/535591267792833519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=535591267792833519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/535591267792833519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/535591267792833519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#535591267792833519' title='十面埋伏'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-81845759638591450</id><published>2011-06-01T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T01:04:23.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>今天從新開始, 寫&lt;br /&gt;羅大佑唱: 我打江南走過... [第一張專輯, 1982, 知乎者也]&lt;br /&gt;仍生活安逸, 仍沒有負擔, 仍快樂人生&lt;br /&gt;生活太安逸，半夜總感到虛渡的時刻不斷希望跑來自我從演一遍, 仿佛上演一白天的戲碼仍沒到頭, 事實沒有到頭&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-81845759638591450?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/81845759638591450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=81845759638591450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/81845759638591450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/81845759638591450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#81845759638591450' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-691165042528443049</id><published>2008-07-16T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:39:53.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我仍然覺得"在心中"勝於千言萬語. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被邀參與了facebook, 橫豎被眾人留下很多"好久不見你好嗎",不如順便看看中學同學們怎樣了.oh 他們的樣子如此奇怪,看著他們的照片和宣言,我明白為什麼我會選擇"在心中"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在網絡社群中隱身,很容易令自己有離群的感覺,是頗正面的感覺.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;值得訴之言語的人其實廖廖可數.把消息放在網上,連對象也懶得挑,觀眾多的是,也不知誰看了誰沒看,就當可以看到的都看了,"oh,我要結婚真幸福,現在人人都知道了!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"在心中"確難堅持...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-691165042528443049?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/691165042528443049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=691165042528443049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/691165042528443049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/691165042528443049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#691165042528443049' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-8397859649298851578</id><published>2007-11-25T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T22:29:19.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>玩命.飛車.殺人狂</title><content type='html'>很簡單的大快人心的公路追逐. &lt;br /&gt;妙在對白的生命力勝於活地亞倫,連珠炮發豪不粗俗,盡管五成音符被列為家長指引.&lt;br /&gt;妙在說明"女",有很多白痴地以為自己夠羌, 也有很多夠羌的確有腦.&lt;br /&gt;妙在成功說服我餓狼真的可以很吸引(當然僅限開場時).&lt;br /&gt;妙在令八婆也可愛.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-8397859649298851578?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/8397859649298851578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-6547427698699811506</id><published>2007-09-16T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T16:55:31.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>週末下午三點開始,慣常的糊塗時刻,往往倒在床上睡死如豬.咖啡可樂洗澡音樂什麼都起不到作用...迷樣的週末下午. 也許缺乏清醒的動力,連神都在休息的時候,誰還提得起勁,so shit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-6547427698699811506?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/6547427698699811506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=6547427698699811506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/6547427698699811506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/6547427698699811506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6547427698699811506' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-7278430533816657115</id><published>2007-09-12T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T10:28:31.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jess問,說一個故事關於自己,你會說什麼.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想不起來...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-7278430533816657115?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/7278430533816657115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=7278430533816657115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/7278430533816657115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/7278430533816657115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7278430533816657115' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-2806984075365207333</id><published>2007-08-25T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T06:14:25.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[little children]</title><content type='html'>you couldnt change the past, but the future could be a different story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什麼原因導致出軌? 一件經常發生平常不過的事情總有很多原因, 行之有效的規律和無可奈何的藉口. 誰來定將要永遠遵守的軌? 婚姻為的是下一代,似乎在說"我願意"時不應只看到你眼前的可人兒,還要嘗試像一下,just try to, 十年廿年後, 抱著兒子操持家務(如果你是女人); 乏味的工作鬆弛的老婆(如果你是男人). 怎麼還會有人感到幸福滿瀉地說我願意? oh, 更不要說十年廿年後才發現"另一半"根本沒意思補你的一半;或再沒能力填滿你似乎曾經有過但己很久感覺不到的"旁邊".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hunger for alternative, and the refusal to accept a life of unhappiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但願更多的人能接受平淡生活,各歸原位,以確保我們的下一代能"健康成長".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy friday發生在美好的星期六凌晨,在看完這套戲後.然後,我應該依舊地選擇結婚, someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-2806984075365207333?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/2806984075365207333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=2806984075365207333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/2806984075365207333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/2806984075365207333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#2806984075365207333' title='[little children]'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-1169414340440883119</id><published>2007-06-10T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T13:15:14.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a sad morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;屋子裡似乎開著暖氣,但粗大的木條讓人有點坐立難安.窗外有雨,狹窄的走廊有昏黃燈光和住客身上睡衣的味道,那種濃郁和長久不散的熱氣.屋外是暗黑和青藍的海邊,厚厚門廊前幾級木梯下的沙地被踏得硬實,但越往海中沙子越顯得有點浮,我穿著灰綠長統雨靴走上海面架起的一條木走廊. 有黑色金屬把木條連起,木椿釘在沙裡,海風吹來有點青藍的冰味.我在想什麼傷心的事,可記不起有什麼可傷心.腳踏在硬木上,身子感到有點向前傾,黑色金屬只是鏈子,這走廊一點都不穩固,只求釘在沙裡,留在海邊,不求保持水平讓人站穩以及感到安全.拍岸的浪後退,海水刷斜了走廊,我只得往屋裡逃.一路跑向門廊,腳下的浮沙吃住了雨靴,舉步艱難. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;扭開大門,老人正站在門後,準備休息.他沒任何催促的意思,也穿著雨靴,拿著濕透的雨傘,白鬍子黑頭髮,暗裡只見他眼睛有點青藍色. 他轉身擠進前廳旁的小房間. 我沒有睡意,口也說不出響聲,耳內還留著逃回來時的海潮聲.走廊多了點白光燈,從打開的客房裡射出的白光燈,令粗大的木條看起來沒那麼嚇人.我經過他房前,房東從我身邊擠過,穿著粉紅色白花睡袍,卷著髪卷,肥胖而油膩.她交待予我的工作簡單得不能再簡單,我沒有心思地應付過去.她住在他左邊的客房,穿著肉色內褲,頸上圍著塊布,搭在胸口,剛好遮著那地方,其他沒穿什麼了.她很瘦,刻意擺出模特兒姿勢,成個s型狀,有點生硬.她房裡還有兩個坐在圓木桌前穿黑西裝的男人,看清楚了,是兩個充氣玩具.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他在她右邊的客房,穿著白背心和短褲.房裡亮著白光燈,兩張床中間放著圓木桌,另外兩個男人一人坐著一張床,正在打牌.他叨著一支紅色的煙,轉向我,他說什麼我聽不清楚.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-1169414340440883119?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/1169414340440883119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=1169414340440883119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/1169414340440883119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/1169414340440883119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1169414340440883119' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-4261047101569064878</id><published>2007-06-05T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T14:44:51.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOO,謝安琪,such a brillient girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-4261047101569064878?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/4261047101569064878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=4261047101569064878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4261047101569064878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4261047101569064878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#4261047101569064878' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-3308950326189559522</id><published>2007-05-29T16:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:26:03.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>如果有一份這樣的工作:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天可挑選一張不同的椅子,坐下,看書或看戲,一部電腦隨時查閱興之所致的題目.這其間後頸連著一條輕如無物的電線,指向天花板.它收集我的頓悟,感嘆,竊喜,加以處理,製成罐頭售與那些努力令自己有點感覺的人.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有點史提芬史匹堡,哈&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-3308950326189559522?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/3308950326189559522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=3308950326189559522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3308950326189559522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3308950326189559522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3308950326189559522' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-719246494401452895</id><published>2007-05-26T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T12:00:46.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>about 4.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;搭上你,用不了多少力氣,是水到渠成.到今天四年半有多,看了[師奶強人],我打給你問:你以後會唔會包二奶?真可笑.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什麼是multi-tasking? 能同時順利處理/完成多項工作.可惜我和你都不是.在做什麼我都容易分心,這不算是multi-tasking.至於你更甚,令人甚沮喪. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;其實很悶.近來開始玩的遊戲,是先講一句我的對白,再補上一句我猜你會說的對白,來來回回,沒完沒了.行過街睇過戲親完熱正經八百談過工作未來理財藝術音樂政治,呀,最後三項只是我在發表偉論,倒數第四,五項倒是我在靜聽.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友說,你們在一起十年了?什麼時候結婚?你們一起時都在幹什麼?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也不是,我對自己說,都因為工作太悶,所以覺得在一起很悶,這個argument應該成立.還有一個argument:身在褔中不知褔,這應該更成立才對. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-719246494401452895?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/719246494401452895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=719246494401452895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/719246494401452895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/719246494401452895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#719246494401452895' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-730043833480052972</id><published>2007-05-22T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T23:53:20.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>這幾天斷斷續續地看魯迅, 因為老佛爺說了一句:買套魯迅全集.&lt;br /&gt;幾個名篇被收錄在中國現代文學史參考叢書內, 看得人喘不過氣.[故鄉],[祝福],[在酒樓上],[祥林嫂]都在寫遊子重回故鄉的陌生感.依殘剩事物拼出乏力的老調,主人公或故人回憶下的故事,快要到所謂高潮,然後,時代沒有經過那些叫故鄉的地方,不了了之,也懶得更替季節.魯迅鼻下一撇鬚,鼻上一雙單眼皮,與濕冷亂飄的雪相對照,顯出個憂.&lt;br /&gt;受驚嚇的虫子飛一小圈又重回原地,呂緯甫說.&lt;br /&gt;根在哪兒,有意無意,責任上良心上,都會往那兒踱.舊地住舊人,發生所謂不幸事,令遊子竟似對故鄉陌生起來.誠然在社會打了個轉的開了竅的灰了心的人,不知記憶是會隨時間退色,跟上當下現狀的步伐,修飾自己也好,推翻自己也好...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-730043833480052972?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/730043833480052972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=730043833480052972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/730043833480052972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/730043833480052972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#730043833480052972' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-942236386694728719</id><published>2007-05-22T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T11:20:36.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>第一課:&lt;br /&gt;Vincci臨走前發了一個電郵給全人類, 多謝大家一路照顧, 特別感激同組同事和我, sister Judy, 及留下私人電郵以便日後連絡.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二課:&lt;br /&gt;新來的Michael代Vincci的職務, 上班第二天親自派好味的朱古力.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-942236386694728719?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/942236386694728719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=942236386694728719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/942236386694728719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/942236386694728719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#942236386694728719' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-7430401829773822881</id><published>2007-05-18T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T10:16:12.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiderman III</title><content type='html'>坦白說我沒有看I 和II, 也不期望III會好掂, 但既然拍到身三集, 全球強勢宣傳, 加上魔盜王III未上我好渴大製作, 於是入場.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無奶油之劇情非常牽強&lt;br /&gt;- 蜘蛛仔點會對女友情緒變化視若無睹? MJ被炒同蜘蛛仔受NY人追捧的對比著跡得很. 竟由阿嬸以未懂得互相體諒著想為由解脫罪名.&lt;br /&gt;-  Harry失憶前笑容爆假, 似賣牙膏廣告或正替Teenage拍封面, 戲味十足中學Drama&lt;br /&gt;- 落重本做外太空入侵的黑色爬爬變型怪, 為什麼依附蜘蛛仔只令其紅藍戰衣變黑, 但依附在蜘蛛仔的報館死對頭身上竟出現成棚尖牙, 仲順手有埋蜘蛛仔彈絲絕技?&lt;br /&gt;-  阿Sandman由醜版阿諾舒華辛力加做大隻佬一號, 除左show off特技一無事處, 遇水即散, 笨重兼無腦, 拎住女兒條頸鏈橫衝直撞, 同主角或配角由開頭就己經差天共地, 點有心機睇落去?&lt;br /&gt;- 蜘蛛仔由忠變奸用左半個鐘慢慢鋪, 打回原型就話都冇咁快, 離尾以音頻打融黑色爬爬變型怪, 望住摯友女友冇野講, 又唔補鍋, 完全特顯佢四肢發達頭腦簡單的可愛. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristen接蜘蛛俠是一個不俗的選擇, 起碼先向全球無數冇心機睇[無痛失戀]的觀眾亮個相, 再告訴大家知我曉演都未遲. 拍埋呢集唔再拍續集就更加明智. 一場百老匯表演令人"眼前一亮"但耳仔受罪. Kristen 仲慘過邦女郎, 一係憂鬱一係尖叫不特止, 連接吻上床都慳埋, 真係難為佢.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-7430401829773822881?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/7430401829773822881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=7430401829773822881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/7430401829773822881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/7430401829773822881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7430401829773822881' title='Spiderman III'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-8128892101818765098</id><published>2007-04-03T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T11:38:23.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>早上走在大學路上, 天陰有風. 己抽嫩芽的大樹有點顫慄, 空氣濕潤, 扯進兒時走在往小學路上的鳳凰樹的味道. 路旁有兼賣蒸腸粉的面包店, 白煙一絲絲冒出撐在路上的太陽擋的遮蓋範圍. 但空氣裡沒有牛肉腸或蝦米腸的甜, 只有鳳凰樹翠綠的圓點在頭頂很高處掃過.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-8128892101818765098?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/8128892101818765098/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-7870820337702982336</id><published>2007-03-22T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T09:58:24.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>31st 香港國際電影節&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March  22&lt;br /&gt;老公唔夠分&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April  4&lt;br /&gt;世界動畫精選&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April  7&lt;br /&gt;問鼎奧斯卡&lt;br /&gt;愛在世界崩潰前&lt;br /&gt;喪屍羔羊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April  8&lt;br /&gt;醜小鴨認爸B&lt;br /&gt;自由煉獄&lt;br /&gt;愈扮愈開心&lt;br /&gt;暮色燈火&lt;br /&gt;防腐搞作&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April  9&lt;br /&gt;媽媽香噴噴&lt;br /&gt;一千零二夜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April  10 &lt;br /&gt;超完美地獄 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上星期天[明報]訪問一名電影節發燒友,搵左個同愛電影的好老細,可以俾佢放兩個星期假淨睇戲.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唔見左兩個學生兩份野,叫佢地交過一份,用個file入好左,打埋lable,放係枱面,轉個頭又唔見左. 去左邊呢? 於是我諗起,因為呢份野係去完做交換生返來claim錢的, 因為仲係城大的時候我都去過交換, 拖左成年先終於claim返條數, 因為我拖左咁耐, 令到睇我盤數的CO 阿sylvia成年都要hold我個case得閑催下我,所以...你就扲走左我份files, 要我諗計仔搵返佢出來的同時心急如焚. 搵唔返點呀,冇嫁,作lor,你估我做唔出,最緊要交到貨,挑,再惡劣d都仲得.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;電影節又來啦,其間的星期六日要斷二親,夾住一個出trip周未.冇假放,返到公司或者又會渾渾鰐鰐做錯野,oh,呢個唔係做錯野的理由.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-7870820337702982336?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/7870820337702982336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=7870820337702982336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/7870820337702982336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/7870820337702982336'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-4510176011629068911</id><published>2007-02-15T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T10:32:58.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>原來今天係年廿八,年年今日都應該大掃除,但老豆媽子齊齊搭今日十一點機去台灣. 佢地happy就最緊要啦,我都冇咩所謂,仲好勇咁話:"我要返廣州陪阿公!" 點知打錯算盤,媽子幫我買左星期六晨咁早七點半火車飛,想happy下都唔得,真該煨. 個campus冇人,公司都冇咩人,除左個d嫁唔出又唔想咁快娶的男女. 近新年天陰陰濕濕涷,全靠年宵減價搞氣氛,唉,冇野好玩.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-4510176011629068911?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/4510176011629068911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-6449524326920220398</id><published>2007-02-08T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T17:26:27.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>擁擠的宮殿只以水泥墻作裝飾,其身份有賴寶座上的女王確認. 門外,兩支高聳入云的水泥柱下,幾級石台階上站滿各國來的使者. 其中一人作現代打扮,套裝高跟鞋,似乎是站在高院門外等釋犯的女記者. &lt;u&gt;阿拉提&lt;/u&gt;很有信心能羸得女王的支持,隨著使者群湧進殿內.&lt;u&gt;阿拉提&lt;/u&gt;伸手進大真皮黑袋內,說:"我有兩件法寶,這是半個心,這是半個肝..."&lt;u&gt;阿拉提&lt;/u&gt;掏出兩件灰軟而光滑的東西,似乎沒人感到自己真的看到了心和肝. "這心是海怪的,這肝是另一個海怪的,我把它們割下來了." 那天,天清氣朗,淡藍的海水映出細滑的白沙. 一艘黑色海盜船停在遠處,像結婚蛋糕上的男女白糖人型那樣被黏在奶油上,海水在流動,但沙正在凝固. 宮殿內,地面有點涼,灰黑的空氣凝固不動. 女王看了&lt;u&gt;阿拉提&lt;/u&gt;的籌碼後感到很滿意,以點頭示意&lt;u&gt;阿拉提&lt;/u&gt;贏得了出發尋找寶藏的工程.在女王眼中,心和肝顯得格外鮮紅欲滴,這是久違了的新鮮. 女王隨手抽起身旁護衛的利劍,一刀橫切了他的腹部,像打開一個鐵抽屜那樣灰黃,順滑,再伴以女王尖聲大笑. 筆直的大道以淺色泥土鋪蓋,兩旁有清綠的幼樹,葉子像海底的沙那樣正在凝固,站在高耸的宮殿露台上卻感到微風吹拂. 大道左右伴以淺泥土色的房屋. 一艘巨大的海盜船緩緩駛向陽光, 滑過房屋和幼樹上方, 並沒有驚動工作中的城市居民. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;斜路兩旁被各種小攤販佔滿,塵土揚起,隨著駛進的旅遊巴士翻滾. 路旁一大片坡地有或藍白相間或灰綠色的布,被撐起以遮擋猛烈的陽光. 布下放了白膠椅子和桌子,己幾乎被等候駱駝隊的遊客佔滿. 我好不容易找到一張空桌和兩張椅,把手提電腦和行李袋放好,等你來匯合. 駱駝行走得尚算順暢,其樣子很像兩層高的黑色摩托車. 忽然你向前傾,後來居上的一男子說:"你被kidnap.了." 我還在想你那麼大的一個頭,怎麼輕易被擊倒,"你kidnap我可以,但要讓我給家裡人傳一封電郵." 我被批準發電郵:"dear dad and mum, i am being kidnapped. i'll keep myself alive. hope to see you again one day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正在看a hundred years of solitude,開頭三十頁看了不下十次,都因為忘記時間人物地點而重頭來過,不甘心記在A4紙上的小字根本捕捉不了書本神髓. 炎熱的氣候,勤勞的居民都來自書中描述. 海盜船及心肝很明顯來自十分期待的魔盜王trilogy之三. 電郵來自己經干了半年的第一份工,主要工作是回覆電郵,信息傳進傳出,被簡略和重組,都不及阿媽小時告誡我的一句話:"無諭發生咩事,留返條命." 其實陳先生被人扑暈對我來說沒什麼大不了,起碼有幾天不用以電話溝通至耳朵痛,或苦惱為何天下間竟然存在反應如此慢的人.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-6449524326920220398?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/6449524326920220398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=6449524326920220398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/6449524326920220398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/6449524326920220398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6449524326920220398' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-1885549657777412867</id><published>2006-12-13T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T16:45:26.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>意外地發現很早以前已看過[&lt;a href="http://www.artchive.com/artchive/H/hopper/nighthwk.jpg.html"&gt;Nighthawks&lt;/a&gt;], 於是開始學習Edward Hopper. 評論說三人被困夜店中,背坐一人實為畫家自己,一對夫婦貌合神離, 展示了美國經濟起飛同時的疏離空虛云云. [Office in a small city]有凌空於室外的視角,日光下城市室內外空無一物,比起[Nighthawks]感覺更強烈, 難怪都市人都喜歡黑暗, 以之能充斥空洞, 較之在陽光下更感溫暖.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_omGCIKZ-Mbw/RX-4p7dqmcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C4JHmP0ldjQ/s1600-h/Edward+Hopper+--+Office+in+a+small+city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_omGCIKZ-Mbw/RX-4p7dqmcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C4JHmP0ldjQ/s200/Edward+Hopper+--+Office+in+a+small+city.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007924341135546818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   - &lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/modern/exhibitions/hopper/filmsevents.htm"&gt;www.tate.org.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然後跳讀至Paul Cézanne, 根本不知是何許人也, 有以下一幅很令人感動, 難以形容. 為什麼都說他是現代畫作之父,立體主義奠基者..哦,原來是塞尚...怪不得之.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_omGCIKZ-Mbw/RX-4x7dqmdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5Onksglcd9w/s1600-h/Cezanne_+Bread+and+Eggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#1885549657777412867' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_omGCIKZ-Mbw/RX-4p7dqmcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C4JHmP0ldjQ/s72-c/Edward+Hopper+--+Office+in+a+small+city.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-3364932150263691714</id><published>2006-11-16T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T16:05:28.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>想起一個很貼切的比喻來形容我現在的工作:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大廈看更&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;望住阿婆按密碼,開門,入車立, 都係叫做緊野.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-3364932150263691714?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/3364932150263691714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=3364932150263691714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3364932150263691714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3364932150263691714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#3364932150263691714' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-1243971267136543604</id><published>2006-11-02T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T09:24:26.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>korea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6674/1000516334640109/1600/IMG_0477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6674/1000516334640109/200/IMG_0477.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;覺得自己不是香港人, 也不是內地人, "是中國人"仍不足夠. &lt;br /&gt;在一個地方住了十一年, 不等於能被同化. 離開一個地方十一年, 足以失去很多曾經不以為意甚或的特質. 往往站在另一個角度才發現作為一個內地人或一個香港人的利或弊. 舉家來港的原因顯而易見:政治氣候. 向往內地的文化氣息, 深度和抱負, 然後發現自己張開口開玩笑時, 總愛講錢.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-1243971267136543604?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/1243971267136543604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=1243971267136543604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/1243971267136543604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/1243971267136543604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#1243971267136543604' title='korea'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-3242669857170647161</id><published>2006-10-15T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T16:21:04.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Struer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6674/1000516334640109/1600/001%20playtime%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6674/1000516334640109/200/001%20playtime%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;運河邊有明亮玻璃窗高入雲, 灰白的光剛取代街燈, 廣闊平靜地照出牆角, 馬路, 行人, 公車, 海面, 樹梢夢見你, 我明白那是憑空想像, 賴著不願起床, 因想看看你收到我的短訊後作何感想. 我自憐地決定你會微笑, 很甜的微笑, 然後你會怎樣, 我己想像不出. 的確在我印象中, 你不會再作行動. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一個在地圖上被清楚標出的城市, Struer, 在丹麥. 飛機飛不到,連自己的官方旅遊指南也是死結, 難道陸沉了?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一如既往,Pedro Almodovarl的戲中, 女人最好看.&lt;br /&gt;PENELOPE對女兒說:"就說是我殺死了你父親, 你什麼都沒看見." 十多年前PENELOPE被父親強暴生下女兒, 因母親無暇照顧不知情, 忿然離家到馬德里. 如今丈夫竟又對非親生的女兒起邪念, 幸好下一代己學懂保護自己, 那一刀結束的還是PENELOPE父親的性命, 是她一直想做, 但因深愛母親及/或軟弱而沒有下手. &lt;br /&gt;那PENELOPE的父親等於被殺了兩次. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06 eason Get a live concert.&lt;br /&gt;到今天為止我仍未參加任何演唱會, 不知阻力為何, 總覺得現場人聲鼎沸, 會令演唱者離我很遠, 那倒不如在家看DVD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-3242669857170647161?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/3242669857170647161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=3242669857170647161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3242669857170647161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3242669857170647161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#3242669857170647161' title='Struer'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-4762104797292625811</id><published>2006-10-12T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T12:27:56.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>和他在網上談話的時候, 我正住在一個混亂不堪的城市, 常處於秋未冬初. 路邊的牆會無端倒下, 淺灰色的大廈連著藍綠的街, 中秋節剛過. &lt;br /&gt;他告訴我余華的小說應如何研讀, 還指出他不足空泛的地方. 他再傳來一條網址, 告訴我別在這城市住了. &lt;br /&gt;我想起房間外的旋轉樓梯, 木扶手其實挺溫暖. &lt;br /&gt;打開門, 原來我有訪客, 於是我忘記了和他的談話.&lt;br /&gt;很久以後, 我回到電腦前, 他己不在線, 沒有留下任何忿怒的字句. 我才發現門外的紛亂總令我離他而去.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-4762104797292625811?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/4762104797292625811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=4762104797292625811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4762104797292625811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4762104797292625811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#4762104797292625811' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-6800072746073607295</id><published>2006-10-06T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T16:21:25.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>煤渣</title><content type='html'>你會感到有些東西就要滿溢, 與其和人分享, 倒不如自己找個後巷把煤渣全倒掉. 有些東西很想寫, 奈何渾濁一片無從入手. 你會認為安穩絕非生命全部, 時而自傲時而消極以求泛起些漣漪.　常走上石級橫過馬路，天橋下的月光大得驚人，發橙．沒興趣在今天到公園湊熱鬧，窗外傳進孩子吵鬧聲，足爾．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-6800072746073607295?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/6800072746073607295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=6800072746073607295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/6800072746073607295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/6800072746073607295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#6800072746073607295' title='煤渣'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-1727783035318764010</id><published>2006-10-02T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T01:05:54.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>灰</title><content type='html'>廣州總有一層灰在眼前, 從下車的一刻直到再次登上往香港的列車. &lt;br /&gt;陽台外的白蘭樹快伸到眼前, 正好擋住對面潑婦的視線.&lt;br /&gt;睡床無依無靠, 很有點睡在車站月台的感覺.&lt;br /&gt;看了[回家過年],余華編劇. 劇終前老爸說:"本想一早搬出去, 在你沒回來以前搬出去, 現在好了, 我能賴著不走了." 就好比設計一男一女如何來第一個吻, 老爸走不成也得有個原因. 這個挺好.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-1727783035318764010?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/1727783035318764010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-1495939129499587196</id><published>2006-10-01T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T10:30:50.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>結婚</title><content type='html'>張柏芝同謝霆鋒結婚, 終於. 看[神話]就知他們是天生一對, 火花可以令一場戲好看. 張柏芝含淚爬上鳥籠內的樓梯走近謝霆鋒, 兩人的眼神己把鏡頭置之度外, 在港產片來說絕無僅有.看不起謝霆鋒老豆, 就更應看得起謝霆鋒, 張柏芝也不是isabella或周迅. 本人不是粉絲, 只是覺得比起豪門娶嫁令人坦然得多.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現在的中學聚會巳說起結婚. 為什麼"什麼時候才可結得成婚"能成為一個憂慮? 香港女孩不是很自負嗎? 怎麼二十出頭己在想結婚期限.  我似乎置之度外, 因為我不是香港人, 只是住在香港的人, 況且還鎖定了一名香港猛男, 各位姊妹真的對不起.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-1495939129499587196?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/1495939129499587196/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-2096357362011664989</id><published>2006-09-28T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T23:01:51.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>掉了網址</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;最喜歡的那篇船上的男人女人沒有了. 其實從來流失掉的, 到嘴邊的文字有很多, 那都是我不願拿起筆記下來的後果. 但這次無來由的掉了網址, 等於被你先說咱們分手, 那無論我有多想分, 都得死纏爛打, 教你不得好死.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;今天收到louisa電話, 實情細節如電影節叫什麼名字都不知道, 好像仍不關我事, 只為能拿著電話到走廊以求避開鮮黃襯天藍的老細.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;這些天沒有發夢.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-2096357362011664989?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-4129848653101330638</id><published>2006-09-04T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T19:24:54.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SP</title><content type='html'>無論遠近, 那種笑聲都幾乎讓我坐立難安, 好比聽到叉子刮著瓷碟. 剛習慣上司P自言自語式的埋怨和不滿, 再也承受不了V有事沒事地大笑. 那天她站在我桌旁, 向我清楚交待工作將如何排山倒海, 心有成竹要向P明示暗示應付不來. 自問是個SP, 想不通V的下一步行動與我何干. 也許她認為我能向P進言, 誰知我最不願多言.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-4129848653101330638?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/4129848653101330638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=4129848653101330638' title='0 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他幫我疊好被子後消失了, 但我知道他仍每天在公園入口處物識女孩. 這可以是幾年來的總結, 地點在清涼爽朗的無人的街. 有些記憶無聲地占據了有利位置隱藏, 當它成為夢中場景, 我才驚嘆"歐洲文化衝擊"的力量. 處於外國人的世界, 就像處於自己的夢內. 泛起腳步聲的淡黃亮麗的走廊, 你的家就在樓上. 從玻璃窗往下望, 是灰濛濛密麻麻的樓房. 那應該是你離開時我的心情. 你站在床一邊, 我心裡問: 你可以不走嗎? 你說: 你知道我不會留下. 我馬上想起哪一天你拿著長長的刀子切著pizza, 我只看到你挽起袖子的右手, 淡黃色的光.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是時間, 令人不安.&lt;br /&gt;沒人有傾訴, 令人不安. &lt;br /&gt;因為有些人樂於把心底話傾訴, 所以我也急於找人來傾訴. 我知道電影和音樂都可以聽我傾訴, 今天走在山上感到路和陽光在聽我傾訴, 還有車窗外那朵等著淋浴的小黃花.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-5469878644527859130?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/5469878644527859130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=5469878644527859130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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那好比禁地. 很羨慕浩劫下出生的上一代, 隨手拿起一句誰說的話都那麼生活和蒼涼.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-6927793320541161193?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/6927793320541161193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=6927793320541161193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/6927793320541161193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/6927793320541161193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#6927793320541161193' title='英格力士'/><author><name>Judy 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Oh My GOD, 天堂又來了一批鐵血子.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哪一天我陽壽己盡走進天堂, 發現我只不過是大血管裡一只藍血球上的一顆好細菌.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-621365291010492711?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/621365291010492711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=621365291010492711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/621365291010492711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/621365291010492711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#621365291010492711' title='好細菌'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-2866902863680173526</id><published>2006-08-08T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:46:11.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我以為小龍女是黃聖依...哦, 大陸美女真多&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-2866902863680173526?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/2866902863680173526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=2866902863680173526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/2866902863680173526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/2866902863680173526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#2866902863680173526' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-4032746894187222163</id><published>2006-07-27T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:47:34.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>嘈架</title><content type='html'>嘈架是一件好事. 人天生自私, 嘈架如醉酒, 心意表露無遺. 試圖兜圈隱藏很無謂, 暗裡的關係像泥裡的爬藤植物, 被忿怒的手揪著葉子就能連根拔起, 對手總能發現你介意的是什麼. 你不會和你不愛的人嘈架, 我只有這樣想.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-4032746894187222163?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/4032746894187222163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=4032746894187222163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4032746894187222163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4032746894187222163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#4032746894187222163' title='嘈架'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-3705618155564962156</id><published>2006-07-24T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:48:05.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>課, 正式上完.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-3705618155564962156?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/3705618155564962156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=3705618155564962156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3705618155564962156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3705618155564962156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#3705618155564962156' title=''/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-3251184624338446826</id><published>2006-07-23T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:49:01.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>大雨</title><content type='html'>4:03&lt;br /&gt;提頭天己灰,剛下了冰雹,現正聽見飽滿的雷撕破蟬翼薄的晴天,像孔武肌肉掛著紅血絲撐開長著毛的緊黑皮膚, 像三萬五千八百六十七隻孫悟空躲在將要 棄的石頭中, 由著玉皇大帝當玩物橫空撒下. 淡水簾子忽閃忽閃, 黃耀明推著莫扎特和樓下衝鋒陷陣地盆工人互相叫罵.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下大雨了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;六年級, 廣州的夏季總要?牲兩雙球鞋. 嘩嘩大雨在疏落馬路邊匯成溪, 正好讓半舊球鞋暢遊, 冰涼撫過十趾, 襪子吸飽溪水滋潤得很. 我希望家, 再走一會才到, 再接一條筆直上坡路才到, 最好. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那時候, 沒那麼容易生病.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-3251184624338446826?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-1914275586502295536</id><published>2006-07-22T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:49:39.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>竹林中布幕後</title><content type='html'>貴為中學第一樂器手,我的單璜管拿下很多獎項, 不知哪兒來的一個插班生是拉小提琴的, 打聽下竟也是什麼公開賽冠軍, 我可沒看不起他, 只是心裡不舒服. 那天樂團彩排, 我在所有人來前把椅子譜架擺好, 他也早了, 招手叫我進台上的布幕後, 送我三件小物事作為禮物, 說他喜歡我. 團員們陸續到達, 那天我倆就躲在布幕裡哪也沒去.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;竹林中空地, 一條直達雲端的石梯上中下分別站著少老中三位提琴手. 中間那位是我的老師, 他拉那首粵語殘片每到老爸吐血就播的曲子, 琴弓流暢著力得宜, 看得我呆了. 山下林子裡來了一行快騎, 為首的男子拿出把快刀, 我一看, 上面是金光閃閃鋒利無比. 私下問及如何保養其寶刀, 那男子走向白樺樹, 撕下一片樹皮讓我看: 只見皮裡冒出晶瑩珠子. 男子說這是樹油, 淺色樹紋上的是甲油, 深色樹紋上的是乙油, 各對刀刃不同部位起鋒利作用. 我說能給我一點嗎? 男子同伙一人道 : 這油一小玻璃瓶價值千金, 不可以給你. 男子拿起他的寶刀, 在我的刀刃上一抹, 馬上金光閃閃, 再提頭望去, 快騎已不見了. 我向同伙展示黃金油, 並把他[那個送我禮物的, 咱們可能是私奔了]的琴弓上了油.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-8201208461416044223</id><published>2006-07-20T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:50:21.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>書展</title><content type='html'>書展不是買書好時機,有哪攤可以悠哉遊哉地閑逛? 只好專找熟悉的出版社, 找到"懶"英文forrest gump, M.C.escher from TASCHEN, 零六一月首刊的城市文藝, 折合$138. 至於我生日,最想收到一套TACHEN artists, 又或是首月人工, 最想買齊這套書.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess: "要不我們找個星期天去蘇豪區照相，還有逛書店"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這主意不錯,書展你就不要去了,沒什麼好看,盡管我仍年年受騙.看看有什麼小書店買二手書平價書大陸書圖畫書罕有書雜誌文摘文件夾可愛有型擺設窗簾布書立眼鏡盒咖啡店cheese cake apple pie homemade sandwiches 熱巧克力三文魚多士雪糕雪芭果汁brunch人字拖鞋上班小布鞋背心布袋皮袋軍褲...平價樓盤落地玻璃午後陽光山頂夕陽海邊泳池榮華雙黃蓮容月大班冰皮戲院月票電車車頭牌四座小車...我月入五萬就好了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又差不多是時候買大班冰皮.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-7579122842448926823</id><published>2006-07-16T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:57:30.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humanity</title><content type='html'>Humanity&lt;br /&gt;2000&lt;br /&gt;Bruno Dumont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;橙花是什麼? 到底是什麼味道? &lt;br /&gt;把一堆士多啤利打爛那味道怎樣? &lt;br /&gt;"仁啊仁"應該不是錯別字, 是: "仁者安仁, 智者利仁"的人, 也許還暗含:"人啊, 人..你們...唉..."的意思.&lt;br /&gt;可能被首先拿起的第一張影碟裡首個性愛場面所懾, 加上如畫的tableau[有評論如是說:A painting that moves as slow as life itself] 和男主角無邪的眼神, 我在想應以何種心態來欣賞, 不知原來盒內有"碟一". &lt;br /&gt;老女人熟練地削薯仔皮; 男人拿著泊泊地湧著水的膠管, 水似乎永遠放不滿花?下的泥洼; 男人從紅綠新鮮的果盤拿起個青蘋果, 大口咬著; 只有男人上半身入鏡, 他踏著自行車在斜波上起伏...不斷的性暗示. &lt;br /&gt;男人親吻認罪的犯人; 結果被套上手銬的男人; 看見轉晴的藍天和女人微笑..還有美好事物會掀起嘴角的男人; 一年前失去女人和孩子的男人; 低調不搶功腳踏實地的男人; 與母親同住過禁慾生活同時好明顯對隔壁做愛聲有幻想的男人....令我想起人性化的神.&lt;br /&gt;慢慢的動作和安靜的街, 能感覺在陽光下生長的植物和每分鐘的過渡, 全都很悠遊. 比所謂的real time更真.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inhumanity is part of humanity. &lt;br /&gt;有說:"Literally, Domino is held in place solely by the force of the sex. The sex Dumont shows, in context, shows Joseph's reduced humanity—and perhaps Domino's willingness to participate in this reduction and in her own. " &lt;br /&gt;" Pharaon suffers lost children; he embraces humanity and feels complicit[可以感受到]in the suffering of the rest of humanity."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, he is unorthodox異教. He sniffs a suspect. He “inappropriately” hugs and kisses both suspects and others his path crosses in the performance of his police work. And he isn’t above suspicion himself. He is sexually frustrated in the extreme. "&lt;br /&gt;"The film largely unfolds in Bailleul, the northern town in France where Dumont himself comes from. Pharaon De Winter, one of the most fascinating detectives of all time, could be Dumont. "...哦..原來係咁.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看戲, 若明白它說什麼(至少自以為是地), 總比不斷暫停上網找資料救亡要好. 刻意碰上所謂非主流電影, 以上情況還是第一次發生, 看來我戲仍看得太少.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-7579122842448926823?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/7579122842448926823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=7579122842448926823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/7579122842448926823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/7579122842448926823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#7579122842448926823' title='Humanity'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-7328261695164579488</id><published>2006-07-14T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:58:14.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"嗖"</title><content type='html'>從第六圈開始, 我想我可以就這樣繼續下去. 醫務所白底黑字的牌子後, 掛簾被掀起一角, 躲著隨時出擊的殺手. 水療香氛的橙花味由門縫溢出. 偶爾回望身後的疑似腳步聲, 我得保持速度, 專注地上五掌半大小的方磚. 若有喃喃自語的伴唱, 腳步或被打亂, 樓與樓之間低垂的大月其實沒有動, 是風在動. 停, 熱氣嗖地在皮膚外一厘米內形成個罩. "嗖"這個字很涼快, 熱氣涼快地聚到該區域, 再往外似乎不可能, 除非不停步, 否則"嗖", 人就溶掉.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"說" 你怎麼面對我 &lt;br /&gt;開球 我滿腔的怒火&lt;br /&gt;我想揍你已經很久 別想走~~&lt;br /&gt;"說" 你眼睛看著我&lt;br /&gt;別發抖 你給我抬起頭&lt;br /&gt;有話去對醫藥箱說 別怪我~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這"嗖"字和周杰倫鬥牛的"說"字發音一樣, 我就唱著這個歌跑了三天二千五.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-7328261695164579488?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/7328261695164579488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=7328261695164579488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/7328261695164579488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/7328261695164579488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#7328261695164579488' title='&quot;嗖&quot;'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-7491781242140036880</id><published>2006-07-06T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:58:43.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>澳門</title><content type='html'>從澳門只帶回一件散發肥皂香味的碎花背心.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-7491781242140036880?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-2995403759986306417</id><published>2006-07-05T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:59:10.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belfast City</title><content type='html'>Belfast City 有一扇在底部推開的窗, 晚上窗下小路上傳來尖叫聲, 窗台上沙沙的響, 下雪了.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-2995403759986306417?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/2995403759986306417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=2995403759986306417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/2995403759986306417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/2995403759986306417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#2995403759986306417' title='Belfast City'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-2661008199237946602</id><published>2006-06-20T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:03:42.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memento</title><content type='html'>"We all have nightmares to remind ourselves who we really are."&lt;br /&gt;----- Leonard, memento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-2661008199237946602?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/2661008199237946602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=2661008199237946602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/2661008199237946602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/2661008199237946602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#2661008199237946602' title='memento'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-923681018147032959</id><published>2006-06-17T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:04:50.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>白蘭</title><content type='html'>桌上一碟白蘭花, 藍瓷碟裡盛點兒水, 翠綠的短短的殘枝浸在水裡. 張開口的花瓣毫不含蓄地展示花蕊中正忙的小蟲子. 瓣尖有一兩點焦黃, 像隻剛熟的香蕉, 連香氣都被悶著爛掉.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;八人飯桌上只上首位置擺了塊白麻雕花小桌布, 上放這藍瓷碟子.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;飯廳和客廳以一道木樑相隔, 一旁擱著用來橫鎖大門的長木條. 這木條曾被用力搬起, 試圖去打偷食的大灰老鼠. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;陽光只能在前院徘徊, 連沙窗附著的木格子也爬不上. 蟬聲嘈耳, 幾乎蓋過了偶爾張嘴罵人的烏鴉和遠處的車聲. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一棵白蘭樹立在前院, 大葉子一簇簇地護著淡黃的香氣, 枝葉伸進二樓陽台, 樹頂剛及三樓天台上的自種紅辣椒.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-6735379431846373010</id><published>2006-05-11T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:01:47.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>linda and hector</title><content type='html'>i own my school a lot: &lt;br /&gt;5 assignments in which 4 are absolutely bored.&lt;br /&gt;i am writing an essay title " can there be morality without GOD or religion?". this is the 5th one and the interesting one.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to find a job, over-time a lot, to please someone else, to lead a harder live, but not with Linda and hector.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to make a lot wishes, plans and promises again. And am so sure that they will be carried out, again, like a M:I 4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-6735379431846373010?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/6735379431846373010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=6735379431846373010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/6735379431846373010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/6735379431846373010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#6735379431846373010' title='linda and hector'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-778384445251115197</id><published>2006-04-09T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:03:08.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>食素</title><content type='html'>食素和這有點相似, 從未嘗試食素的人頭一天己在想自己是不是己起了什麼變化. &lt;br /&gt;通常做一件事情感覺才會實在, 食素不是在做一件事情, 而是不做食肉這件事情, 感覺很不實在.&lt;br /&gt;做一件事情, 做完了, 成功或失敗一目了然. 避免自己做一件事情, 就如守門員, 總會有對方球員把球送進來, 總有一天會再吃肉, 感覺是看自己哪天忍不住, 一不小心失敗了. &lt;br /&gt;所以曾有一刻想不再做一件事情的人很值得敬佩.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-778384445251115197?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/778384445251115197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=778384445251115197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/778384445251115197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/778384445251115197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#778384445251115197' title='食素'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-3671396152137165331</id><published>2005-12-21T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:05:43.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>有蚊子在飛</title><content type='html'>then i have another dream&lt;br /&gt;木房子, 門上吊著風乾的水果蔬菜. 木房子內有長走廊, 灰水泥牆, 沒有燈, 很多老人. 燭光照上所有東西成橙色, 老人的臉和衣服, 牆上影子和吊著的水果. 大朵粉紅花被扔在門口. 門外街燈是白色, 一老人拿著花束站在走廊, 站在街上. 我想我是夢見[老板]了. 白背心有點泛黃斑, 安靜得有點冷的夜空氣, 有蚊子在飛.&lt;br /&gt;4:31am&lt;br /&gt;[1]&lt;br /&gt;人長大了沒有什麼好怕, 沒什麼事情那麼大不了.&lt;br /&gt;[2]&lt;br /&gt;我在想, 若苦思之下出不了個好故事, 是否不合適花時間去想? 創作有勤奮獎的嘛? 有多勞多得的嘛?&lt;br /&gt;[3]&lt;br /&gt;其實吃喝睡很廢時間.&lt;br /&gt;[4]&lt;br /&gt;black cap司機說走這條路二十年了. 第一感覺他在撒謊, 因他剛提到小兒子在cambridge諗英文. 為什麼出租車司機的兒子不可以諗劍橋? 為什麼同一條路不可以走二十年? 為什麼我會這樣看別人? 今晚她又和我說了很多, 看著她那麼自豪高興地說著往事, 時而傷心得想哭, 我都不敢看她. 我看到一個角色, a writable character, 然後說服自己談到四點值得.&lt;br /&gt;[5]&lt;br /&gt;無論與人保持距離與否, 一段時間後自以為看透了她/他, 就像排行榜的歌, 會厭.&lt;br /&gt;[be cool]&lt;br /&gt;有點pulp fiction的影子. john和uma真的好有型.&lt;br /&gt;[6]&lt;br /&gt;或許以平淡生活的眼光看不平淡的眾人才是好故事的基本.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-3671396152137165331?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/3671396152137165331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=3671396152137165331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3671396152137165331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3671396152137165331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#3671396152137165331' title='有蚊子在飛'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-667846304081853011</id><published>2005-12-19T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:09:23.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>鐵勺</title><content type='html'>[very long engagement]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;director: jean pierre jeunet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If i need to die someday, I wish to do it in pain. Cos that's the last sense I have with my own." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也不相信有天堂, 因有思想的地方必然污穢, 沒法美好. 大多數人能到的地方, 我也會到達. 大多數人沒地方去, 我也不會有. 我相信有輪回, 因上帝環保, 沒必要每天創造新思想. 也許我的固執和你的軟弱被打碎了摻到一起, 加上性別, 又是一顆有潛質的好種子. 然後他/她將來會作奇怪的夢, 碰見親切的陌生人.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robbie williams&lt;br /&gt;[advertising space]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;戲中英文字幕不斷出現法文和不懂的字. 看著看著睡著了.&lt;br /&gt;戰場上我被俘虜, 送到一座百貨公司的食店廚房工作. 我繼續在找現實中不見了的鐵勺. 幾天以來認識了些女孩和女管工. 一天晚上她說我和另一個女孩要是能把物資偷運至另一處地方, 通過敵方檢查, 我們便自由了. 我搞不清楚她所謂的敵方是否也和我立場所認為的相同. 她很想我們能活下來. 我們要偷運的是像只小枕頭, 每包一斤重的米和長統靴. 我先穿上連身傘兵服, 薄而堅韌, 很貼身. 再套上超大號連身棉衣, 厚而笨重, 留下很多空位在胸前放上兩包米. 最後套上42號棉靴, 每只內可以塞得下兩雙長統靴. 另一個女孩不想放太多, 怕被發現. 為了報答女管工, 我把四雙靴塞好.&lt;br /&gt;一個兵帶我們走過黑濕泥濘, 空氣很涼, 夜很黑. 女管工教我說若有人問為什麼穿那麼多, 就回答我發燒好了. 我摸摸自己的頷頭, 涼涼的, 一點也不熱. 我問女孩我一點也不熱怎麼辦? 她沒說話. 我想她怕得很.&lt;br /&gt;到了一處營地, 一昏暗黃燈泡躲在暗綠燈罩下. 一些人和兵交談. 我裝作不怕死的樣子. 駐守的一個兵說: 這小子就要死了, 讓他過去吧. 不知道我完成任務了沒有.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[FARGO]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;白茫茫空曠如紙. geometric圖案很好看.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我參加了某種體育系的集訓. 一面高牆上佈滿梯子, 操場上有人在跑跳. 我和別人排著隊聽洪金寶訓話. 我必須參加某個練習. 全體坐到船上, 船朝藍色駛去. 洪金寶說把這個把手套上, 將把手連在水裡的東西拖上來. 好, 每人都把黑把手套到頭上, 拼命把海裡的東西拉起. 轟! 機器開動, 所有把手被海裡連著的那些東西向水裡拖. 我來不及脫去把手, 被拖到海裡, 周圍都是落水的人. 氧氣筒跟著被扔下水, 我捉起一個拼命吸一大口, 連忙遞給身旁的人....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-667846304081853011?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/667846304081853011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=667846304081853011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/667846304081853011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/667846304081853011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#667846304081853011' title='鐵勺'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-1249212414265854902</id><published>2005-12-11T06:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:17:30.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>拒睡全紀錄</title><content type='html'>jess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還記得哪年一起去看的microwave short video, 我們遲到的那天? 完場亮燈了才知道坐在Yuk後面,哈, 有一條片記錄某男子把某傳聞附魔的pop song倒過來唱, 再把帶倒過來放. 另一條片記錄某男子一人分飾角, 片名[Boy band]. 看了那條很blue的片, 從此對boy band失去好感, girl band亦不例外.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三點了, 故事還半天吊, &lt;br /&gt;A: 千萬不要當全職作家, 不然就死定了.&lt;br /&gt;B: 就憑你...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:54am&lt;br /&gt;norah jones [dont know why] &lt;br /&gt;嚇我一跳, 被所有發聲物體爛播的dont know why, really dont know why...醒了,小偷想打劫四大美人, what's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:03am&lt;br /&gt;小偷拿出小刀.......當norah 說 feeling the same way all over again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:06am&lt;br /&gt;norah 說one thing for sure baby....寫寫寫: 小偷看傻眼了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:53am&lt;br /&gt;robbie william 說darling follow ur heart...寫寫寫:二人拆招十來回...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to jess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他一句認同, 暗地裡認同, 一個自信帶點查詢的眼神, 那晚你就別想睡了. 呵, 想著他不更易入眠? 當沒什麼曖昧可言, 你以為是時候打消愛上他的念頭. 有共同話題的人其實不那麼難找, 只是生活太狹窄了. 生活只能狹窄, 因依賴有序, 因需要在碰到尖削刺激時即刻感覺其存在. 某人能使生活shrink or magnify, 能使生活shrink or magnify的人其實不那麼難找, 只是生活太狹窄了. 生活只能狹窄, 因依賴有序, 某人永遠存在的秩序.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:16am &lt;br /&gt;生活真狹窄, 一人坐在窗前, 連小說中的人物現在也該正打著呼嚕. 不懷好意地偷看早得奇怪的汽車使進學校. &lt;br /&gt;robbie williams 說 oh lord, make me pure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:42am &lt;br /&gt;醒來己是十一點.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-1249212414265854902?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/1249212414265854902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=1249212414265854902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/1249212414265854902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/1249212414265854902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#1249212414265854902' title='拒睡全紀錄'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-8260389592413585038</id><published>2005-12-07T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:22:24.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>南方舞廳</title><content type='html'>達明一派 &lt;br /&gt;[南方舞廳]&lt;br /&gt;淪陷了 我的都市&lt;br /&gt;淪陷了 我的心意 淪陷了&lt;br /&gt;我一天不可無春色 當你冰冷的笑&lt;br /&gt;愛要愛一種南方的 所有溫暖都要&lt;br /&gt;你有你意想的 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我有我[暗]戀的 相愛總會荒廢感情&lt;br /&gt;你要永遠追憶 我要永遠失憶 相信只有歌舞昇平&lt;br /&gt;不要一切憑証&lt;br /&gt;你有你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;化灰的 我有我再生的 仿似一對悽美精靈&lt;br /&gt;過去永遠假的 這晚永遠真的&lt;br /&gt;相信只有歌舞昇平&lt;br /&gt;給我一吻為証&lt;br /&gt;明&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;白了 你的高貴&lt;br /&gt;明白了 我的身世&lt;br /&gt;明白了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了[暗], 黃耀明字正腔圓. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;暗地裡定音鼓敏捷粗壯的四肢震動舞廳&lt;br /&gt;杯裡濺出雞尾酒&lt;br /&gt;嘴裡吐出口霉氣&lt;br /&gt;暗綠地板映出紅色圓舞鞋&lt;br /&gt;舞廳門呯地被打開&lt;br /&gt;吹進細雪一股&lt;br /&gt;暖燈香肩擁擠地跳&lt;br /&gt;希罕害羞的叫喚&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-8260389592413585038?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/8260389592413585038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=8260389592413585038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/8260389592413585038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/8260389592413585038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#8260389592413585038' title='南方舞廳'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-7370517894229610642</id><published>2005-12-05T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:24:02.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>123</title><content type='html'>1.我在想生活那點無用感, 在睡前明顯存在. 你說過最舒服的moment是如廁和睡前.抱歉, 睡前是灰色, 除了小時候等待全校運動會的凌晨.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. task.&lt;br /&gt;不是考驗因沒人在看, 不是測驗因沒可能補測, 不是過關因無論如何都會過. 漫漫長夜, 待腦袋真的支持不住, 嘴巴膠結著酸苦.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hea&lt;br /&gt;沒中文字可作為貼切註解. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3am&lt;br /&gt;寫&lt;br /&gt;寫寫, 寫. 寫, 寫寫, 寫. 寫寫, 寫寫, 寫寫, 寫...不像是個寫字, 只看到臼字, 臼戴了帽張大了口露&lt;br /&gt;出牙.好可怕的[寫].&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-7370517894229610642?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/7370517894229610642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=7370517894229610642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/7370517894229610642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/7370517894229610642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#7370517894229610642' title='123'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-1735275994539700502</id><published>2005-12-01T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:26:06.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>遺傳</title><content type='html'>寫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到灰姑娘了, 讓她久等.令媽生氣, 好可怕的感覺.她說我樣子越來越像爸, 其實不盡然. 心情壞, 結果在廚房和別人談笑, 笑至肚子疼得不得了, 這種絕技原來會遺傳, 媽發起冷戰時爸會打開心愛的DVD, 獨自在廳笑得很響, 凄涼, 人和人的關係往往是 "一啖沙糖一啖屎"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-1735275994539700502?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/1735275994539700502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=1735275994539700502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/1735275994539700502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/1735275994539700502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#1735275994539700502' title='遺傳'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-4467621173019255434</id><published>2005-11-21T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:27:32.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>噢, high!</title><content type='html'>按來一瓶diet coke, 有糖的買完了. 按來一條snacker巧克力條, 很甜. 結霜的草, 無人的街; 涷紅的臉, 濃白的霧. 可樂和巧克力突然變成維生品而非致肥物. 小小的甜份子擠進血管, 噢, high!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-4467621173019255434?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/4467621173019255434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=4467621173019255434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4467621173019255434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4467621173019255434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#4467621173019255434' title='噢, high!'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-4803947038428974718</id><published>2005-11-15T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:28:15.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>負責任</title><content type='html'>再有五小時, 本人到英國來足有兩個月了. 可以肯定的說, 在重讀本人兩部大作以後, 對FYP的故事才開始有了意慾. 你知道我有多不願意打開城市大學的郵件或打開FYP的網頁嘛? 當時盡管預計自己不合格的高考物理科, 本人也不曾想過放棄, 現在是怎麼回事? 看來我仍不能很好地對自己負責任.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-4803947038428974718?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/4803947038428974718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=4803947038428974718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4803947038428974718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4803947038428974718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#4803947038428974718' title='負責任'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-5646894352292277766</id><published>2005-11-14T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:32:16.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>閉目入神</title><content type='html'>很有點情慾味道.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中午才起來, 耐心煮好大盆奇怪的酸甜味咖哩色薯仔, 和著飯各吃一半. 電視畫面展視洋似的非洲樹海. 大象踏下的腳印盛起滂沱大雨, 誘發堅韌的魚卵成長, 螳螂樣的小水怪想吃魚肉, 嚇得魚彈跳至小溪. 展翅兩米的老鷹在樹冠喂雛, 它家裡是無敵大海景. 從電腦室回來餓得手發抖, 站在門外講電話, 鼻子很快涷得沒了感覺. 刷卡爬進三樓, 暖氣剛好到達遙遠的腳趾頭.剩下的薯仔比中午入味, 和著飯吃完, 除了剛扭上開闢的電熱板外什麼都又涼了. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從衣櫃拉下大行李箱, 裡面空空如也, 才知道自己東西很少, 不外是幾件薄衣, 一床被, 一些紙和一堆不會帶走的瓶罐. 瞎準備了星期二的旅行, 其實也沒什麼要帶, 不外是幾件薄衣, 一些藥, 一堆日用品和鐵甲似的防水防風外套. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日本的二維動畫就如我們正在做的事, 以簡單圖文說簡單故事. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被捉的超速駕駛者站在路旁, 警察要求他從A數到Z. ABCDEFG&amp;%^%&amp;^&amp;$$#......ACDEFGPQR........ABCDEJKLMNOP......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;全哼著字母歌開始, 令我想起[SUPERSIZE ME]裡三個美國女人被要求唱國歌, NG五次仍失敗, 男主角說算&lt;br /&gt;了, 背麥當奴急口令吧, 她們竟一字不漏地完成任務. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天可不可以不要那麼快黑? 又冷又黑算什麼傢伙...像她說的, 天一黑人就覺無聊, 想找人聊. 歌唱給自己聽, 話說給自己聽, 字寫給自己看, 就像人要飽暖一樣重要.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-5646894352292277766?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/5646894352292277766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=5646894352292277766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/5646894352292277766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/5646894352292277766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#5646894352292277766' title='閉目入神'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-3580141168040622613</id><published>2005-11-07T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:35:37.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to Jess [2]</title><content type='html'>這個星期所有電郵發不出去, 黑燈瞎火的山區一般...你的回信不介意我放這裡吧?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想起村上春樹, 所寫的主角都能孤獨地好好生活, 自煮自吃到處流浪. 到英國來, 一切都那麼隨意, 沒有工作沒有嘈雜, 你會願所有美好都能和他一起發現, 怎麼可能遠離? 看你說的什麼話, 去一個他找不到的地方, 想得太浪漫了吧, 你以為他是解救睡公主的王子嘛... 有沒有某一個人, 日子都得過, 拖拉下來就像依在搖搖欲墜的牆邊, 只是日子過得刺激一點. 他不想老呆在你身邊, 你就不要追求不要面對困難不要呆在香港了? 己經那麼熟悉的一個人, 對你來說永遠是個方便, 對你對他來說都一樣.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忽然有個想法:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天你的劇本上演了, 眾人讚賞之下我寫了個刻薄的評論, 於是我們開始減少來往.那時一個女人強烈地愛著王先生, 軟硬兼施結果了王老五(我想說他們結婚了...haha). 她知道你的存在, 她不育, 她多疑. 你和王先生斷斷續續來往, 你不肖她的嘈鬧, 你知道有一天王先生會離開她, 你大概知道你和王先生只能到這個程度. 又一天你第三個劇本參展了, 留了點鬍子的王先生來看首映. 及後在酒吧裡他只談論劇本的事. 再一天你居然得獎了, 我心想這和張藝謀拍的十面埋伏有什麼分別, 決定不寫評論了, 找你面談. 慶功宴上王先生遲到, 他說王太太懷上了雙胞胎. 凌晨你來敲我門, 我說咱們去日本吧. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎麼樣?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-3580141168040622613?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/3580141168040622613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=3580141168040622613' title='0 Comments'/><link 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苦澀怯場推微甜走在前, 冷不防被牙壓成一朵實在的黑雲, 雨點嗖地包起雲朵, 平坦的舌後嚮起連綿厚實香澀的悶雷, 雨沒下成, 酸也沒出現, 嘩地發大水, 餘香未盡.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-7029367714941577972?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/7029367714941577972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=7029367714941577972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/7029367714941577972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/7029367714941577972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#7029367714941577972' title='belgian dark chocolate'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-5211679004766651361</id><published>2005-11-05T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:40:42.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"T"字型抽搐</title><content type='html'>想要記下竊喜, 到頭來忘了. 想要夢到和你去旅行, 結果在你告訴我好消息前成了古怪異夢.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夢有趣,夢重造故事情景, 醒來就如看了場電影. 旁觀或成為一角, 只有電影放完了, 燈開了, 才知曉....多有趣的time and space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感到腹內一股"T"字型的抽搐...&lt;br /&gt;3:46am 和她看完[神話], 剛躺到床上, 做完伸展連動, 聽到鳥嗚, 想起一句很想記下來的話, 忙翻身下床摸黑開了電腦.要說什麼己忘了.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-5211679004766651361?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/5211679004766651361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=5211679004766651361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/5211679004766651361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/5211679004766651361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#5211679004766651361' title='&quot;T&quot;字型抽搐'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-2113626732118264119</id><published>2005-10-03T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:56:23.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Capwes</title><content type='html'>到Belfast分校print color print，比我想像中的順利．幾乎空無一人的電腦室沒人幫得上忙, 也沒人嘈, 最終以每張A4彩印50p的價錢搞了五張. 一共問了五次路吧, 從學校出來到美術用品店, Boots和Asian supermarket. 在美術用品店我分不出A1 paper和A1 light card的分別, Boots裡擠滿香粉老佳人．下午一點的City hall附近出了太陽，走過一間小店，門兩旁擺著水果蔬菜，還有一小男孩看著試吃的小桌．店裡排滿瓶罐．一進門還有鳳爪，半埋在碎冰裡的鹽魚柳，大盆的油橄欖．店裡是一群看樣子很會做菜，帶著頭巾的老太太．我數著認識的東西，不多．啊給我發現了那種暗綠的小粒東西，浸在醋裡，叫"Capwes",配軟芝士好味到不得了.我拿起一小瓶問店員哪種芝士和它一起吃最好?　他用鐵刨給我刮下一薄片法國芝士，我說那太咸了．．．他再介紹了一種看上去是軟的，就是那種了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;離開市中心的亞洲行很讓我吃驚, 那根本就是一座貨倉嘛，開個小門在一面三層高的磚牆上，裡面黑燈瞎火的充斥中國食物的咸酸味．走那麼遠路沒理由來觀光，只得挑了包小號生粉和一棵芹菜．走回市中心時買了五鎊的小台燈，房間終於有了光明，可以在七點以後看書了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jesster在日記裡明示不要來和我旅行了! 就直接跟我說嘛，那麼轉折．姓朱的我要澄清一點，那天我可以先問準你才叫他來，你可以說"不"，那我也就和你單獨約會了．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-2113626732118264119?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/2113626732118264119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=2113626732118264119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/2113626732118264119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/2113626732118264119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#2113626732118264119' title='Capwes'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-4890328886979216492</id><published>2005-10-03T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:13:37.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>長恨歌</title><content type='html'>王安憶的小說不難看, 關錦鵬拍得也不賴, 戲完了好想哭一場, 看, 王琪瑤連死都那麼淡如開水.沒打開檔案前問問自己值得把第一次的感覺交給劣質畫面嗎? 等不及要看她演得怎樣, 等不及再看到胡軍, 等不及看佈景聽音樂, 結果, 什麼都沒看真切, 只哭了一次, 也忘記哭什麼了.交完作業, 捧著熱茶站在房間. 剩下的紙張木板己扔掉,lecturer只翻了兩頁的三本portfolio己放進行李箱. 我可以隨時起程回來. 有個女孩今晚說, 你走了我想你怎麼辦? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;酒吧&lt;br /&gt;先到綠色門面的一間, 碰到面善的藝術系同學. 香煙很臭, 人聲拼著擴音器我什麼都沒聽清楚. 干了杯Guiness, 吃些花生米, 等不及爵士樂開始被拉走了. 再到黑色門面的一間, 沒什麼人. 有人在看書, 我們買了薯片等irish music. 五六人圍坐一台, 抱吉他拉小提琴吹小銀笛拉手風琴. 半小時後再回到綠色門面的那間, 爵士樂己開始. 五個老人白襯衫黑褲子, 打鼓彈電吉他低音吉他兩種色士風. 小老頭乾瘦脖子頂著個小腦袋卻有磁性深厚的嗓音. 所有人, 年輕二十年, 不諱言我就要愛上他們了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今晚去酒吧有三個女孩, 分別來自中國大陸, 香港和台灣.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-4890328886979216492?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/4890328886979216492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=4890328886979216492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4890328886979216492'/><link 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-3071942864343459740?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/3071942864343459740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=3071942864343459740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3071942864343459740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3071942864343459740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#3071942864343459740' title='點枝煙'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-8190062712237598854</id><published>2005-09-26T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:51:47.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP</title><content type='html'>受夠了無所事事, FPY又來煩我. 是因為FYP的存在我才覺得無所事事不對. 可以用鄙視來形容隔離的三位北京還是哪裡來的小八婆. 隔音那麼差的房間, 我真的寧願聽到叫床聲, 也不要聽這些白痴自以為很動聽的笑聲. 昨天還去敲了門請其把聲浪減弱, 早知沒效, 所以也不想發自己脾氣.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-8190062712237598854?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/8190062712237598854/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-7298882393679874712</id><published>2005-09-24T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:53:25.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DVDs</title><content type='html'>super size me只看他如何吃三十天Mcdonal's, 所有其中的數據都老生常談了, 動畫還不錯, 結果也很普通, 偶爾有幾個不知所謂何存在的鏡頭...但看得很有同感. 胖, 可不是玩的, 要說那些醫生都是角色, 我最喜歡黑胡子的那位, 口吻不太專業, 不知是否非專業演員所致.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這是我看過的最差的johnny Depp電影了. 一開始已不值為那個原因繼續. 還是那些缺點: 殺人太容易, 角色沒有說服力, 搞得我也不想多講.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-7298882393679874712?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/7298882393679874712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-6038722565003763665</id><published>2005-09-23T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:54:56.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>黃碧雲 其後</title><content type='html'>可想而知穩定, 對個人來說多重要. 這些人做些什麼決定以前的思考都不能定點在一個實在的平台上, 像在巨浪濤天的海中求一條魚填肚子. 就算把魚扯到手, 手也損了身也濕了. 細細求得一個老板, 陳玉求得個假伴, 許之行求得一個個暫住的某處....人碰上另一個人求的都是那條魚, 細細魚沒吃上一口, 己成別人的魚.本人眼中的北愛爾蘭還是縱有寒風細雨, 仍充斥人情味的地方. 這二十多年來老爸和老媽求的不就是給我一個穩定的平台嘛, 至於其上放些什麼當然是得看我了. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在飛機上開始看此書, 也許是"暈飛機"的關係, 竟還沒看出朱小姐的用意. 兩天前在市中心一條也不算僻靜的街上被一白種男人問長問短的, 才猛然想起我身處別人的地方. 什麼叫做別人的地方...很難解釋, 就像得隔著牛油紙和塑料袋掂量裡面的東西. 不知其中內容只好多問一遍多說幾句謝, 說得我都有點煩, thanks for what...還好格格不入是理所當然, 沒有比較心輕鬆多了, 開心容易多了.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-6038722565003763665?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-1708717964067728960</id><published>2005-09-19T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:23:15.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>老太太們</title><content type='html'>坐上巴士前, 司機己不太懂我說什麼, 但老太太都是很慈祥好客的. 一來一往兩位老太太, 一個穿得庄重, 緊身黑衣, 兩袖露出蕾絲長白袖. 我怕是過站了, 走前問司機哪兒是york street. 原來有york road跟york street. 他問我哪個我才明白過來. 車開了, 我是看準了前排有空位才上前問的. 坐到第二排, 老太太好心的和我說了兩次, 我才算是聽全了她的詞匯. 至到我看見york st. 的路牌, 高興得指給她看. 老人, 就能在需要時給你溫暖. 都渡過大半輩子了, 想通了, 會給予任何人及時的幫助, 這類老人會成天使. 回來的時候膽子壯了些, 在巴士站時已問了第二位老太太此巴士是否到jordanstown去, 盡管我己清楚. 車上我們分別坐同一排的兩邊. 就要到時她給我手勢, 還跨過身旁的小男孩給我說. 我問為什麼剛過的那站不停? 我想在那兒下車較近. 她說要下車得站到前面去讓司機知道. 哦...這句是要緊的, 連忙謝了再謝. 下車後我等車子從後趕上, 往車窗望去想要給老太太打個gd bye的招呼, 心想她不一定就會看到我. 可她跟我揮手了, 好溫暖. 唉. 我現在是一天說三種語言. 和宿舍的人說廣東話或普通話, 回校說英文, 搞得頭昏腦脹. 原來臉像苦瓜似的青黃透白的Luisa可以很惹笑, 她的笑話和其人不相稱!&lt;br /&gt;我發現我的廚藝還不錯嘛, 第一次搞個白汁, 用baby potato做主食, 煮意大利麵, 中國人一定得吃飯嗎? 也不見得, 令天那位不甘被house keeper看扁的女孩邊使勁清理著彌漫濃郁中國食物氣味的廚房時對我說: 你沒有電飯煲嗎? 下次我多下一把米就可以了. 我說, 唉不用不用, 馬玲薯不也是澱粉質嘛.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-1708717964067728960?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/1708717964067728960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=1708717964067728960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/1708717964067728960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/1708717964067728960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#1708717964067728960' title='老太太們'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-3057195267633857741</id><published>2005-09-18T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:34:45.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>很不想在這裡住</title><content type='html'>很不想在這裡住, 這是十分鐘前的想法, 己產生了有一天了.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-3057195267633857741?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/3057195267633857741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=3057195267633857741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3057195267633857741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3057195267633857741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#3057195267633857741' title='很不想在這裡住'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-7993968229839008336</id><published>2005-09-17T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:37:16.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>打招呼</title><content type='html'>一磅四, 但回來看看裡面的膠袋, 是一份廣告和一張DVD...oh my God, 正版DVD: movie MOBY Dick...那是我來以前看了一半的書, 真巧, 我想. 沒有字幕, 很舊的片, 但自述者往港口小店避風雨和小店所在的街道與我想像中的一模一樣! 從SPAR出來, 夾著報紙往前走, 沿著大路, 和一個拉著三只大黃瘦狗的男人打招呼, 還跟一個家裡開著節拍很強的音樂, 拿著咖啡喝著的男人說早安. 他的家一開門走下兩級台階就是行人路. 路另一旁是草地, 再往外就是海. 海對面是矮山平房, 竟然有海鳥浮在海水上, 唉, 香港人真見多識廣, 電視裡的national geographic可沒能讓我高興得想大叫. 開闊的空間, 矮房大樹冷空氣, 都令路上走的無尾歐洲車子看起來很小, 也很清新. 一直走到一處加油站, 再往前是三叉路口, 不知往哪兒走, 只有往回, 這時己急步行四十分鐘. 回頭那位咖啡杯男人還在.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-7993968229839008336?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-5087387711783196725</id><published>2005-09-16T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:38:47.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>漣漪</title><content type='html'>沒有他在, 沒有握著他手, 一但心裡起了漣漪, 因心理生理不舒服所起的漣漪, 都將如海中起的波浪, 拍岸時像一把把鐮刀割向肉造的岸石. 有他在, 痛苦的感覺很遲鈍, 至到無力的浪花把海岸吃進一條淺灘, 我才驚覺自己的地圖起了變化.&lt;br /&gt;握著他的手長大, 一起走過模糊但肯定的三年.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met Nicolas, he gave me the 1st part of LOST. He is nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-5087387711783196725?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/5087387711783196725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=5087387711783196725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/5087387711783196725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/5087387711783196725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#5087387711783196725' title='漣漪'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-3351911512235649909</id><published>2005-09-15T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:39:39.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>到了</title><content type='html'>來到房子前的草地, 天那麼近那裡紅, 空氣那麼涷那麼甜, 人說話的腔調那麼稠, 怎麼luisa就一點都感覺不到, 得花兩天來把房間從頭抹一次? 有什麼好抹? 我一個人七點多八點走在沒人的海旁街, 站到紅綠燈前, 輕鬆守規矩, 每間房子都像不設防, 冷不防跑來三個美少女, 我戴毛帽她們背心小短褲. 不行, 要睡了, 美好的東西沒有好的身體, 只能放手, 忘記也不能可惜.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-3351911512235649909?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/3351911512235649909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=3351911512235649909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3351911512235649909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/3351911512235649909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#3351911512235649909' title='到了'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-8528295590178463804</id><published>2005-09-10T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:40:33.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fifth floor</title><content type='html'>" what a wonderful date on the fifth floor &lt;br /&gt;isn't it? "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-8528295590178463804?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/8528295590178463804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=8528295590178463804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/8528295590178463804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/8528295590178463804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#8528295590178463804' title='fifth floor'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-4130148170839174527</id><published>2005-09-09T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T15:20:02.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the ninth gate</title><content type='html'>there the web it points out several mistake in the film.&lt;br /&gt;- the audio problem is not exist. i think the reason is because the edition i watch is a improved one. that part is being cut. &lt;br /&gt;- Corso[johnny depp] go out of his friend's book shop. the next shot is on the plane already.&lt;br /&gt;- the continuity. that shot is wrong, i agree with the review. Corso did hold his bag, it's not very tight i think, but he did hold it and hide himself after the tree. we cant see his body in the 1st shot as he is being covered by the tree. the bag is some distant from him on the road in the next shot. he should not trough his bag on the road...um, i felt strange as i watched, but i didnt realize the problem.&lt;br /&gt;- 1:43:38--1:43:47 &lt;br /&gt;yeah! this is one fault, and i didnt realize it. it's too fast haha. Balkan[who pay depp to check the books]fight with Corso. Corso fall into the gap of the broken wood floor. his glass fall onto the tip of his nose. the next shot his boss put his feet on Corso's shoulder and want to step him down. in this shot Corso's glass is perfectly placed on his nose. There should be no time and no hand to help himself to do this. &lt;br /&gt;-1:35:40--1:35:44 &lt;br /&gt;waw! i saw the string haha. actually this part is not good so i didnt pay full attension to it. so i missed the string. so obvious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-4130148170839174527?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/4130148170839174527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=4130148170839174527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4130148170839174527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4130148170839174527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#4130148170839174527' title='the ninth gate'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-4547457120684562683</id><published>2005-09-07T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T15:22:36.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>老人</title><content type='html'>jenny 把耳朵塞上, 可是iPot shuffle的電線都纏在一起. jenny把耳塞拿下, 像小時候看見媽媽在燈下兩指捏著針補衣服的手勢, 把電線慢慢解開. jenny推開音樂, 把耳朵重新塞上, 拿起電話和家裡門匙. &lt;br /&gt;jenny站到門前的半身鏡, 仔細端詳自己的正面, 側面. jenny鎖上門, 第一首歌是christina aguilera. jenny不太清楚歌詞說什麼. 從網上拿下來的歌還沒來得及查看歌詞. 但歌唱得很動聽, 非常好, jenny站在中間的一部電梯想, 一面看著向下的箭嘴閃著九樓. &lt;br /&gt;電梯裡站著一個柱著拐杖的老人. jenny習慣在電梯門開一刻時朝下看, 避過裡面人的目光, 然後靠著那(些)人的褲子鞋子或裙子手袋猜想身邊的是什麼人. jenny看見老人幾乎全黑的腳趾, 拇指朝內拐. 拐杖頭上的手背有一片粉紅的新肉, 其他的地方是灰色. jenny發現老人的腳趾甲修剪過, 不像別的老人趾頭上戴著張牙舞爪的趾甲. jenny 嗅不到應該有的那陣老人味, 這個老人給jenny的印象很好. &lt;br /&gt;電梯門打開, jenny讓老人先出去. 管理處的冷氣和涷肉房的差不多, 看更做的真是份優差, jenny想. jenny沒有看坐著的看更一眼, 但嗅到一股飯菜翻熱的氣味. jenny搶在老人前推開玻璃門, 撐著門讓老人先走的時候, 下一首歌是外國男歌手. 他唱到: i'm aching, i'm aching...jenny不知道他到底哪痛, 應該是心很痛, jenny想.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-4547457120684562683?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/4547457120684562683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=4547457120684562683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4547457120684562683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/4547457120684562683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#4547457120684562683' title='老人'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-2371770523240262149</id><published>2005-09-03T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T15:32:48.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>鈔票</title><content type='html'>老翁柱著拐杖走過街角, 在地上拾起一張五佰元鈔票. 他把鈔票反過來看了一下, 像是真的, 便馬上把它放到上衣袋子裡. 老翁像平常那樣坐到金禧茶餐廳最後一個單邊卡位, 向水吧的祥仔和侍應老胡打了招呼. 老胡嘴上咬著半支煙, 在小本子上寫了蛋治熱檸水, 把撕下的紙片用水沾到水吧臺面. 老翁從口袋裡夾出五佰元鈔票, 就著光又看了一遍, 不像是假的, 還把鈔票放回口袋, 慢條絲理地用完下午茶, 掏出值十三元, 共十枚零錢付賬, 向祥仔, 侍應和老板打個招呼, 踏出玻璃門. 經過報攤, 老翁和攤裡坐著的蔡先生打個招呼. 蔡先生從$5的舊紙牌下抽出一份折好的東方日報, 從籃子裡拿包紙巾一併遞給老翁. 老翁按按左右兩邊褲袋,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"冇曬碎銀添..." 說著把手伸到上衣袋裡, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"下次先啦何伯! 你日日幫襯... " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老翁抽出五佰元鈔票, 遞給蔡先生,"嘿, 我張大紙, 驚你冇得找姐..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太陽很猛, 街上沒什麼人走動, 老翁把鈔票伸到報攤的陰影內. 蔡先生用握著抹汗毛巾的手接過鈔票, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"月頭喎, 個女準時俾家用啦, 我都唔知有冇得找俾你呀真係... " 蔡先生舉起鈔票就著陽光看一下, 反過來再看一下. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"哎, 有個五蚊餅, 唔使找啦..." 老翁探進上衣口袋, 拿出一個五元硬幣. 蔡先生用手指暗暗搓了搓鈔票, 應該是真的, 連忙把鈔票還給老翁.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"有散紙最好啦, 真係冇得找呀我." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"唔該, 哈." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老翁夾著報紙, 把紙巾塞到上衣口袋, 連鈔票一同放好, 和蔡先生又談了兩句, 走了.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-2371770523240262149?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/2371770523240262149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=2371770523240262149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/2371770523240262149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/2371770523240262149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#2371770523240262149' title='鈔票'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-363973631659906895</id><published>2005-05-04T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T15:59:14.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>故事開頭</title><content type='html'>過了這些天, 我想起一個故事開頭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他坐在膠椅上, 期待下一個拍卡開門的人.&lt;br /&gt;長長的天橋盡頭可看見初夏月光&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-363973631659906895?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/363973631659906895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=363973631659906895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/363973631659906895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/363973631659906895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#363973631659906895' title='故事開頭'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-1078130976896316546</id><published>2005-04-21T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T16:00:55.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>紅花開</title><content type='html'>一覺醒來, 覺得夢中好像自編自導了一齣戲. 我的故事還沒有名字和結局, 難道最後又得叫"嘉全文教用品店"...或是"紅花開"...或是".." &lt;br /&gt;想不出來...我知道這個比同興公寓成熟點, 起碼寫時像逼出硬屎那樣一天四百字.......創作在高潮上, 這叫好還是不好, 我心裡想這不會身體某地方出了問題, 我心裡是這樣想, 要不然我就成呂蓮了...還是FYP的問題, 還有交換生的問題, 當問題不再成為問題, 總有新的問題出現像這個: 我的職業會是什麼?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-1078130976896316546?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/1078130976896316546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=1078130976896316546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/1078130976896316546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/1078130976896316546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#1078130976896316546' title='紅花開'/><author><name>Judy Ma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03361704011463621238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196229813371779602.post-2418939185838902417</id><published>2005-04-12T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T16:01:55.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>只有十件可換</title><content type='html'>自討苦吃, 其實也不算是苦, 若天氣也可以像衣服那樣隨意更換, 有一天我也會埋怨為什麼只有十件可換.......人啊.....sign&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-2418939185838902417?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/2418939185838902417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=2418939185838902417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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然後有一天後悔為什麼不和他們一樣, 以致失掉許多友誼和認同, 然後自省:還是保持現狀.so shit 那麼這一刻和做不同的渴望還是很強烈.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196229813371779602-2249704925648164590?l=chapone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/feeds/2249704925648164590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196229813371779602&amp;postID=2249704925648164590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/2249704925648164590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196229813371779602/posts/default/2249704925648164590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chapone.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#2249704925648164590' title='hotel 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