Friday 26th June 2006

Taiwan yummies

Yay! My tv buddy, L, is back fm her business trip to Taiwan bringing back with her some munchies.

Currently reading: err... something by somebody - bout this world with a Circle of 50 immortals, and the story is about Jant or Comet or The Messenger (each one of the character has more than 1 name as though the author could not make up his/her mind.) who is a drug abuser (tsk tsk) and is the only immortal who can fly. He is skinny and selfish and downright annoying, which is why i'm taking forever to finish reading this book.

Just finished reading: Good at Games by Jill Mansell - bout Suzy, an ex-rock-star wife cum super property agent falling in love with this guy, then changing her mind and falling for the older bro instead. Well, it's alot funnier than it sounds & .... (also) by Jill Mansell - bout a lady whose husband cheated on her, went to live with her good friend whose husband is a rock star who died 3 years ago, and her bro-in-law, and the lady's mom. v. community like. I love the idea of lots of people living under one roof.

Thursday 22nd June 2006

Paris Lee Nonnis

Aha...that little red lobster with the big head u c in the incubator is my new born niece, fresh out of the oven after being cooked for 8 months; the ever sensational - Paris. Ugh... a rather tacky name. But, I'm learning to love it. It's easy to fall in love with the red monster. Just 3 to 4 hours out of the stomach, and she is showing signs to be an extremely fiesty devil. Could hear her screaming her little lungs out crying in intervals of 15 seconds or so and shutting up, apparently having fallen asleep the next. Once in awhile, she'd even raise both her legs up, as though trying to kick a soccer ball away or like an upside down cockroach trying to turn around. Sure beats watching a baby that does nothing except sleep. Points for entertainment value.

Anyways, she is still in the hospital, under observation, having inhaled some of the placenta on her way out. No worries.. just a few days more of antibiotics needed. The sucky thing being I haven't gotten a chance to touch her and won't get to see her for another couple of months. The picture was taken through a window, since only the parents are allowed into the room. I got scolded by one of the security ladies for snapping some pics. Sheesh... fussy people.

Friday 9th June 2006

Best gym in the world!

Forget all the latest fitness gym people! I have discovered the best gym in the world, and it's situated right in your home. The name of this gym is none other than.... *trumpets blowing and drums rolling* Housework!

Want to do some stretching? Work on your back muscles? Get down on your knees and start wiping the corners with a cloth no less. Want to develope some tasty arm muscles? Start moving some of the bigger pieces of your furniture. Drag 'em out, drawer by drawer if need be, and get to the dirt at the corner of your room. Work on your speed and you are working on a benefitting cardiovascular workout at the same time.

It's useful, it's free, it's convenient. Try it! Beats paying hundreds to run on a little padding or little stairs up to nowhere. Definitely more satisfaction than pulling a little weight and letting it drop down again, in slow motion. Geez!

Wednesday 7th June 2006

pink attack

1 little girl in pink is adorable.

2 litle girls in pink are sweet.

3 little girls in pink starts to veer towards power puffy "cute" (either u love 'em or u hate 'em)

5 teenagers wearing an assortment of pink ribbons, pink shirts or skirts or holding pink bags, carrying pink umbrellas and wearing pink shoes or socks...wow... scary.

Bring back other colours for crying out loud.

Why do people like to dress baby girls in pink and baby boys in blue anyway? Hmph! It's another conspiracy i tell y'all. Conspiracy to wipe out all the other natural colours of the world. Pink Domination coming our way.

Monday 5th June 2006

heart stopping hot

Golly, it was so hot yesterday, the hair dryer feels more like a fan.

And u feel wetter from a short walk than after a shower thanx to the drench of a new wave of perspiration.

Thursday 1st June 2006

hairy business

Guys go through the agony of a Boyzilian wax for the mere hope that their little treasure would look bigger; shouldering the pain, the blood, the flash of blinding white torture to showcast a better uhm... kinglihood? In restrospect, girls have a longer spanning torture method of their own as well involving our beloved crown of glory (hair on our head lah).

Below are the list of reasons why long hair is a form of torture:
(1)longer hair = much much more grooming effort
(2)longer hair = extra amount of money needed to buy more items that are otherwise not necessary, for e.g. more shampoo and conditioner, more styling moose, hair mask, clips, bands, ribbons, clamps...
(3) longer hair = wasted time. Time needed to comb it, let it dry (it'll take forever to dry without a hair dryer), time needed to wash it to begin with, time needed to style it, time needed to keep it in place, the list goes on.
(4) longer hair = more water wasted to clean it.
(5) longer hair = more dye wasted to perm it, more chemical used to do fancy stuff with it. ya... u get my drift.
(6) longer hair = more hair shedding. Ur hair starts getting thinner, faster, and to boot, u need to sweep more hair off the floor and toilet sink.
(7) longer hair = more food intake to keep it shiningly healthy. This makes the owner of said hair unconsciously partake in more food consumption. Take a look around ya. The more beautiful, thick and luscious the hair, the less slim the owner tends to be. (Well, there are always the exceptional cases. v. v. rare.)
(8) longer hair = less intelligence. o.kie, this one is actually claimed by the Koreans (mentioned b4 a long time ago).So, not only are hair sucking our nutrients, they are sucking our brain matters as well.

So, given such a long list of mostly well known reasons why we should all stick to shorter hairdos, why do we still insist on torturing ourselves? Sigh... coz guys adore girls with long hair, and girls love being adored.