March13
This family (father + mother + daughter) walked into the computer store ahead of me when I went in to get my printer cartridge. The father strides ahead and looks around.
Sales guy : How can I help you, sir?
Father : I’m looking for a printer *in a loud voice*
Sales guy : What printer are you looking for?
Father : I’m looking for a printer for my daughter *still in a loud voice*
Sales guy : We don’t have a printer called “for my daughter”.
I was trying hard not to snicker when I paid for my printer cartridge and left the store. Who knew that some of our sales people actually have a sense of humor. Hehe.
February18
… hanging out with kids (or people younger than me) and animals because they don’t ask me silly and annoying questions that I don’t wish to answer.
January22
Am still trying to locate the shop that I’d passed by, selling air purifiers. Still on my quest to get a really good one, to try to help with the Hubs sinuses.
Another reason to detest pale floor tiles — everything that gets on it is so visible e.g. dust, cat fur, tiny bits of paper from Misty’s scratching board.
Ah well, adjustments are inevitable. Have resorted to vacuuming daily in the mornings. But I’d have to do it at night when I start work else the neighbors might send me a love letter in my mailbox (happened to someone else for another noise problem). Hah, with the construction going on and the 2 competing mosques nearby, we have no lack of noise pollution anyway.
On to my quest for the perfect air purifier…
November16
I love my blog.
It’s so depressing and morbid.
I haven’t seen a happy post here in eons. *pats self on back for the good work*
October1
I was relating to MichC, WP and FC about the other day when I saw this man filling gas in his car, in his underwear.
They all lamented that men (especially Malaysian men) totally do not know how to “take care” of themselves i.e. don’t dress appropriately, don’t keep in shape, etc.
MichC was drooling about her recent trip to Melbourne where she said the men were totally hot! FC agreed, his friends there fall in that category too. But he also said that as soon as they get hitched, they totally let themselves go. WP quipped, “That’s coz they don’t need to impress the girl anymore ma!” FC remarked, “But then when they get divorced, they suddenly look awesome again.” *me rolling my eyes*
So it’s quite motivating to see how this man decided to get into shape for his wedding (I don’t know the couple nor do I know his motivation of losing the weight… I just happened to stumble upon their website) but I think it’s inspiring when you see the difference in the pictures. I do wish that more men would take just a bit more effort to look reasonably good.
*Man, now I wanna go Maldives after seeing those pics!
September1
I’ve been keeping up with Eonline of late.
Gives me a few minutes of mindless entertainment and celebrity gossip each day
Actually, it started after MJ’s passing, where I logged on to check on the latest news of his death and investigations.
But now, it serves as my daily dose of celebrity news.
Some not-so-useful things that I’ve discovered :
Haha… I said they were mindless entertainment 
August16
One of my favorite MJ songs… I especially like the spoken part at the end (I normally think spoken dialogue in songs are just too cheesy but this one is different, for some reason).
In Our Darkest Hour
In My Deepest Despair
Will You Still Care?
Will You Be There?
In My Trials
And My Tribulations
Through Our Doubts
And Frustrations
In My Violence
In My Turbulence
Through My Fear
And My Confessions
In My Anguish And My Pain
Through My Joy And My Sorrow
In The Promise Of Another Tomorrow
I’ll Never Let You Part
For You’re Always In My Heart.
July28
I think snoring or expelling gas while asleep is not a big deal because you’re asleep and not fully aware (or not aware at all) of what’s happening, thus unable to fully control these actions.
It’s the indiscriminate belching and farting while consciously awake that I find disconcerting because they are bodily functions that, although necessary, need not be announced to anyone and everyone within your vicinity.
It is such a turn-off, not to mention unrefined and rude, when one of your dinner mates lets out a humongous belch or when you’re enjoying a nice cup of coffee, you hear someone from the next table let’s out a long smelly fart.
Although I understand that in certain cultures, belching publicly is a sign that you enjoy the food that your host has served.
But I would prefer that we all keep our burps and farts to ourselves.
Always a pessimistic idealist… the perfectionist… animal lover… dance enthusiast… and snob to people who don’t know me. Coz I’ve got the “proud peacock look”, according to a friend. Ah well… always takes one to know one, no? 