Hedonistics Anonymous
Friday, March 30, 2007
This gift will probably go to wasteSnglguy listed 14 reasons to allow drinking on the job.
This is what I actually have on my office desk. It's a little gift from an old friend who recently got back from Mongolia.
Too bad I don't drink.
It looks cute on my desk, though.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Which is why I'm thankful to be straightThis conversation with a lesbian friend (LF) took place a very very very long long long time ago. Like back in those days when mIRC was still the rage.
Me: Last night I went to a lesbian channel.
LF: Why?
Me: Sick of going into gay channel. Sick of being 24, m, 5'8, 65kg, top, 7 inches, cut.
LF: So how was it?
Me: Err not as fun as gay channel. I don't really understand what those lesbos are talking about.
LF: What do you mean?
Me: Instead of a/s/l, most of them ask me a/b/f. What the hell is a/b/f?
LF: Huh, you dunno meh? A/b/f is andro/butch/femme.
Me: Oh shit.
LF: What did you reply?
Me: B.
LF: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Me: Not my fault whaaaaaaaaat... I didn't know that B stands for butch!
LF: Then you thought B stands for what leh?
Me: ......
Me: Bisexual.
LF: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Me: ......
Me: Ah you shaddap lah.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
I almost didn't want to wake up this morningI had a fantastic dream last night. I was a lawyer and was trying to get my superhot badboy client out of the police station (think prison break) but we kept getting caught at the very last minute, so I walked out of the building alone and waited. Next thing I knew, badboy flew out of the glass window, rolled on the ground, got up and disappeared around the corner. 3 seconds later, a red BMW coupe reappeared from around the corner. I kicked off my heels, dived into the passenger's seat and we sped off and made out where noone could ever find us.
It's funny how I'm always single and available in my dreams. Hmm. Then again, I'm always hot in my dreams too. Like Renee from ANTM 8. She's a real bitch and I keep praying that she gets eliminated, but when Tyra announces that Renee's still in the running to become America's Next Top Model, I get all happy again. Haha.
It's funny how I'm always single and available in my dreams. Hmm. Then again, I'm always hot in my dreams too. Like Renee from ANTM 8. She's a real bitch and I keep praying that she gets eliminated, but when Tyra announces that Renee's still in the running to become America's Next Top Model, I get all happy again. Haha.
Friday, March 23, 2007
To be or not to be... a virginA good friend of mine is still a virgin and she's having major issues about it.
"Just lose it and you won't have any more issues," I told her.
It's a weird situation because she intends to retain her virginity until she gets married. Then again, she's hellbent on being a sex goddess to her husband.
"Oh puh-leez. You're either a virgin, or you're hot in bed. You can't have both."
"But whyyyyyy?" she whined, "Can't I watch, like, more of those kind of movies and learn... y'know..."
"Right. Look, I watch F1 all the time, okay. But does that mean I can drive like Michael Schumacher?" I retorted.
"But... marriage isn't all about sex, is it?" she tried again, looking more and more worried.
"YES IT IS!"
"Huh?!?"
"Okay, your husband will probably tell you that he loves you for you and not for the sex, but trust me, when he says that, he's already thinking about how many ways to screw you in bed."
She's a good girl, but her mother brainwashed her into thinking that if she has sex before marriage, no guy would want her because she's such a tramp/slut/whore. At the same time, her religion strictly forbids premarital sex (yes, it's the same cult out there that forbids birth control and allows priests to play with little choirboys, haha). But she's equally fearful of being lousy in bed and losing her future husband to tramps/sluts/whores.
Sigh. Do guys really, really like virgins? If I were a guy, I wouldn't want to fuck a virgin because she'll probably be frigid and clueless, use her teeth while giving a blowjob etc. It'll be like driving a brand new car that breaks down every 5 minutes.
Just my two cents worth. What say you?
"Just lose it and you won't have any more issues," I told her.
It's a weird situation because she intends to retain her virginity until she gets married. Then again, she's hellbent on being a sex goddess to her husband.
"Oh puh-leez. You're either a virgin, or you're hot in bed. You can't have both."
"But whyyyyyy?" she whined, "Can't I watch, like, more of those kind of movies and learn... y'know..."
"Right. Look, I watch F1 all the time, okay. But does that mean I can drive like Michael Schumacher?" I retorted.
"But... marriage isn't all about sex, is it?" she tried again, looking more and more worried.
"YES IT IS!"
"Huh?!?"
"Okay, your husband will probably tell you that he loves you for you and not for the sex, but trust me, when he says that, he's already thinking about how many ways to screw you in bed."
She's a good girl, but her mother brainwashed her into thinking that if she has sex before marriage, no guy would want her because she's such a tramp/slut/whore. At the same time, her religion strictly forbids premarital sex (yes, it's the same cult out there that forbids birth control and allows priests to play with little choirboys, haha). But she's equally fearful of being lousy in bed and losing her future husband to tramps/sluts/whores.
Sigh. Do guys really, really like virgins? If I were a guy, I wouldn't want to fuck a virgin because she'll probably be frigid and clueless, use her teeth while giving a blowjob etc. It'll be like driving a brand new car that breaks down every 5 minutes.
Just my two cents worth. What say you?
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
This is why you should never...This is why you should never talk with a mouth full of food.
This is why you should never attempt to look annoyed when Hedo is taking your photo.
And this is why you should never be too engrossed when watching football.
You'll never know who might be licking you from behind.
Monday, March 19, 2007
Something ventured, something gainedSome time back I was looking for the song Blame by Transluzent (Stormbreaker OST) but my search returned zero results until a very kind soul (thanks Szilvi!) pointed me towards www.arkade.com and told me that the site was offering free legal downloads of the song.
IT IS HERE!
For those interested in downloading, I think you need to sign-up to create a membership account. Then you proceed to buy the song, but since it's free, just click on the checkout button and you'll immediately be directed to a download site.
P/S: Hing you bitch, you better download this song. It's soooooo the kind of shit that you listen to. And it's totally impossible to find it on bloody Limewire. Trust me.
I had insomnia last night. Tossed and turned while counting sheep and tried to regulate my breathing and the next thing I know it was 6:30am. I lay in bed in sheer frustration till 7:30am before deciding to sms poor B to rant at him. Anyway, thanks to 20 spirulina tablets, vitamin C, and a 50mg CO-Q10 capsule (I'm loving this tiny edible energy pill!), I'm still fine and dandy, albeit slight dry eyes. Oh well.
IT IS HERE!
For those interested in downloading, I think you need to sign-up to create a membership account. Then you proceed to buy the song, but since it's free, just click on the checkout button and you'll immediately be directed to a download site.
P/S: Hing you bitch, you better download this song. It's soooooo the kind of shit that you listen to. And it's totally impossible to find it on bloody Limewire. Trust me.
I had insomnia last night. Tossed and turned while counting sheep and tried to regulate my breathing and the next thing I know it was 6:30am. I lay in bed in sheer frustration till 7:30am before deciding to sms poor B to rant at him. Anyway, thanks to 20 spirulina tablets, vitamin C, and a 50mg CO-Q10 capsule (I'm loving this tiny edible energy pill!), I'm still fine and dandy, albeit slight dry eyes. Oh well.
Friday, March 16, 2007
I, food snobI enjoy watching celebrity chefs in action on Astro's Channel 11.
I hardly read newspapers but I know precisely where and what I want to eat before I die. The legendary US$350 (before tax, tips, and drinks) sushi experience at Masa, NYC. El Bulli in Costa Brava, Barcelona. All the exclusive dining spots - Veritas, Per Se, Les Halles, Nobu, Babbo, Lupa, Esca, Otto, Casa Mono... the list goes on and on.
And I know who cooks at which restaurant :) Scott Bryan (Veritas), Thomas Keller (Per Se) and Anthony Bourdain (Les Halles) rocks my world.
I'm pretty adventurous when it comes to food. I wouldn't turn down any sort of food UNLESS I've tried it before and didn't like it.
I won't eat bread that has been frozen and then thawed out. My mother has alot to say about this.
Once, I was having dinner at this slightly upscale restaurant when the manager came by and started talking to us. Actually he was giving a posh recount of his life-to-date. I was pretending to listen, while all the time thinking, "Gawd, what a cocky bastard!", when suddenly he mentioned foie gras and a lightbulb just went on in my head and I was so happy to find a fellow foodie. In all 26 years of my life, I've never heard the word foie gras being mentioned in Kuching. And foie gras led to wagyu beef, bluefin tuna and I was seventh heaven.
Yes, deep down inside, I am a food snob.
I hardly read newspapers but I know precisely where and what I want to eat before I die. The legendary US$350 (before tax, tips, and drinks) sushi experience at Masa, NYC. El Bulli in Costa Brava, Barcelona. All the exclusive dining spots - Veritas, Per Se, Les Halles, Nobu, Babbo, Lupa, Esca, Otto, Casa Mono... the list goes on and on.
And I know who cooks at which restaurant :) Scott Bryan (Veritas), Thomas Keller (Per Se) and Anthony Bourdain (Les Halles) rocks my world.
I'm pretty adventurous when it comes to food. I wouldn't turn down any sort of food UNLESS I've tried it before and didn't like it.
I won't eat bread that has been frozen and then thawed out. My mother has alot to say about this.
Once, I was having dinner at this slightly upscale restaurant when the manager came by and started talking to us. Actually he was giving a posh recount of his life-to-date. I was pretending to listen, while all the time thinking, "Gawd, what a cocky bastard!", when suddenly he mentioned foie gras and a lightbulb just went on in my head and I was so happy to find a fellow foodie. In all 26 years of my life, I've never heard the word foie gras being mentioned in Kuching. And foie gras led to wagyu beef, bluefin tuna and I was seventh heaven.
Yes, deep down inside, I am a food snob.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Cube gameLet's play the cube game. Apparently the person who taught me this game ripped it off the stupid chick flick Serendipity.
Instructions: Grab a pen/pencil and paper and let's get started! Do not look at the answers first.
Questions:
1. Imagine a desert. Write down how the desert looks like (barren, peaceful, rocky landscape, stormy etc).
2. Now imagine a cube in the desert. Write down the size of the cube.
3. Now imagine a ladder in the desert. Write down the ladder's position in relevance to the cube (near, far, leaning on the cube etc), the ladder's size in relevance to the cube.
4. Now imagine a horse in the desert. Write down what the horse is doing (running around, standing in one spot) and how near it is to the cube.
5. Now comes the fun part. Imagine a sandstorm approaching. Write down what happens to the cube, the ladder, and the horse when they get hit by the sandstorm.
Done?
Okay, here's the intepretation part.
1. The desert represents your current state of mind.
2. The cube represents how you see yourself. A cube that is small in the perspective of the desert means that you think of yourself as insignificant or modest while a larger cube suggests the opposite.
3. The ladder represents your close friends. A ladder close to the cube suggests that you keep your friends close and a ladder the same height of the cube suggests a balanced relationship with your friends.
4. The horse represents your love life. The closer to the cube the horse is, the better your love life. If the horse is running around, it means that your love life will be full of energy and excitement, but can be fickle and unpredictable. A horse that is just standing there, suggests a calm and stable love life, but can be dull and unchallenging.
5. The sandstorm represents a major catastrophe in your life. Most people succumb to huge problems (cube gets blown away, cube cracks, cube gets buried under the sand) but some stand strong and their cubes emerged from the storm unscathed. Same goes to the ladder and the horse. If the ladder gets blown away or your horse runs away, it means that your friendship and love life cannot withstand the pressures of catastrophe.
Instructions: Grab a pen/pencil and paper and let's get started! Do not look at the answers first.
Questions:
1. Imagine a desert. Write down how the desert looks like (barren, peaceful, rocky landscape, stormy etc).
2. Now imagine a cube in the desert. Write down the size of the cube.
3. Now imagine a ladder in the desert. Write down the ladder's position in relevance to the cube (near, far, leaning on the cube etc), the ladder's size in relevance to the cube.
4. Now imagine a horse in the desert. Write down what the horse is doing (running around, standing in one spot) and how near it is to the cube.
5. Now comes the fun part. Imagine a sandstorm approaching. Write down what happens to the cube, the ladder, and the horse when they get hit by the sandstorm.
Done?
Okay, here's the intepretation part.
1. The desert represents your current state of mind.
2. The cube represents how you see yourself. A cube that is small in the perspective of the desert means that you think of yourself as insignificant or modest while a larger cube suggests the opposite.
3. The ladder represents your close friends. A ladder close to the cube suggests that you keep your friends close and a ladder the same height of the cube suggests a balanced relationship with your friends.
4. The horse represents your love life. The closer to the cube the horse is, the better your love life. If the horse is running around, it means that your love life will be full of energy and excitement, but can be fickle and unpredictable. A horse that is just standing there, suggests a calm and stable love life, but can be dull and unchallenging.
5. The sandstorm represents a major catastrophe in your life. Most people succumb to huge problems (cube gets blown away, cube cracks, cube gets buried under the sand) but some stand strong and their cubes emerged from the storm unscathed. Same goes to the ladder and the horse. If the ladder gets blown away or your horse runs away, it means that your friendship and love life cannot withstand the pressures of catastrophe.
Monday, March 12, 2007
Now hear it from MY point of viewI broke down emotionally on Friday night.
In public.
It was the aftermath of continually having hellish events flung directly in my path. Not to mention I'm financially stressed this month.
I was out with B for dinner and midway, I decided to invite my good friend along. Now, I know that B has major beef against my friend, but I decided that my sanity needed saving and my friend usually does a great job in cheering me up.
So I only told B after I did the invitation. As expected, B got very, very pissed. He started giving me beef about how he wanted to leave early and why the hell did I invite my friend... I dunno, I just sat there listening and hating every minute of it, but I didn't have the strength to argue back.
And suddenly I just started cry. Not loud racking sobs, just random tears falling and tiny sniffs but it managed to shut B up.
I love my bf, but sometimes I just wish that everyone would just fucking get along. Nobody's perfect anyway. Sigh.
In public.
It was the aftermath of continually having hellish events flung directly in my path. Not to mention I'm financially stressed this month.
I was out with B for dinner and midway, I decided to invite my good friend along. Now, I know that B has major beef against my friend, but I decided that my sanity needed saving and my friend usually does a great job in cheering me up.
So I only told B after I did the invitation. As expected, B got very, very pissed. He started giving me beef about how he wanted to leave early and why the hell did I invite my friend... I dunno, I just sat there listening and hating every minute of it, but I didn't have the strength to argue back.
And suddenly I just started cry. Not loud racking sobs, just random tears falling and tiny sniffs but it managed to shut B up.
I love my bf, but sometimes I just wish that everyone would just fucking get along. Nobody's perfect anyway. Sigh.
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Beijing (part 2)Nanshan Ski Resort
The fence divides the skiing and snowboarding slopes.
I didn't count the ski resort as my first real snow experience because the snow was trucked in from somewhere else. I was looking for the fall-from-the-sky type of snow. The first time I saw real snow was at the Summer Palace.
Me: Omg! Ni kan! Snow!Tour guide: Bu shi xue, na ge shi bing lai de.
Me: I DON'T CARE. I SAY SNOW IS SNOW!
Tour guide: Hao la, hao la. Ni jiang snow jiu snow la.
Me: *happy* ^_^
This was the first REAL snow that I touched. We were on our way to Chengde and I made the tour guide stop the bus by the roadside so that my sis and I could get grab a handful of snow (and dirt).
In the end, the novelty wore off. There was snow everywhere we went. The tour guide enjoyed ribbing me by out every single white patch along the way and asking if I would like to take more pictures. -______-"
This is the Summer Palace in Chengde. The frozen lake was so pretty but since it was nearing spring, some parts of the ice were starting to melt.
People here take ice sledding very seriously. They sit on their little steel-and-wood contraption called "bing che" (literally, ice car) and propel themselves across the ice using ski poles. The bing che looks somewhat like a chair on skis.
We walked across a frozen lake. It was a very freaky and nervewrecking experience. Especially when the frost crunches loudly beneath your shoes and you get this feeling the ice will give way anytime. My tour guide in Chengde was a Manchurian (ooo, royalty!) lady called Xiao Tian. She wore leather boots with 4-inch heels and believe it or not, she could leap across rocks and jump down from tall ledges in them. Not to mention cross the slippery ice in record-breaking time.
My favourite pic from the Summer Palace series.
Beerbrat, isn't Beijing is so much prettier in the spring? :) You probably wouldn't get to see so much snow now but I'm sure the weather's alot milder than when I was there.
On a different note, Snglguy tagged me with this meme.
Who is the first blogger you met?
Don't quite remember, but I *think* it's Melancholy Thongs. Then again, we've known each other even before blogging was invented. Haha. Okay, if we're talking about the pros, then I guess it should be my cousin Chienne, and Kuching's most famous blogger Kenny Sia.
Who is the blogger 'You Most Want to Meet'?
It used to be Merv Kwok, but since I've met up with him already (and probably scared him badly him in the process) I now want to meet Spot. And the now defunct Jay. Ooo, and Rebel of Rebelsutra, eventhough he's just a Chihuahua.
Who is the 'I can meet, want to meet, but somehow never got to meet' blogger?
Definitely Francis Ho of Kuching Kayaking. He's also my father's friend, which makes me slightly more *reluctant* to meet him. But from what I heard, he's cool. But the father's friend stigma thingy... damn.
Who are the group of bloggers that you most want to meet?
Hey, my list reads like Snglguy's! I would like to meet the group of bloggers who commented when I was started blogging. Snglguy and Beerbrat are two who still blogs. Others, such as Seth and Jay have stopped blogging already. Sigh.
Do you have any bloggers/blog readers that you would like to meet right now?
No. I just want to go to sleep.
Who is the first blogger you met?
Don't quite remember, but I *think* it's Melancholy Thongs. Then again, we've known each other even before blogging was invented. Haha. Okay, if we're talking about the pros, then I guess it should be my cousin Chienne, and Kuching's most famous blogger Kenny Sia.
Who is the blogger 'You Most Want to Meet'?
It used to be Merv Kwok, but since I've met up with him already (and probably scared him badly him in the process) I now want to meet Spot. And the now defunct Jay. Ooo, and Rebel of Rebelsutra, eventhough he's just a Chihuahua.
Who is the 'I can meet, want to meet, but somehow never got to meet' blogger?
Definitely Francis Ho of Kuching Kayaking. He's also my father's friend, which makes me slightly more *reluctant* to meet him. But from what I heard, he's cool. But the father's friend stigma thingy... damn.
Who are the group of bloggers that you most want to meet?
Hey, my list reads like Snglguy's! I would like to meet the group of bloggers who commented when I was started blogging. Snglguy and Beerbrat are two who still blogs. Others, such as Seth and Jay have stopped blogging already. Sigh.
Do you have any bloggers/blog readers that you would like to meet right now?
No. I just want to go to sleep.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Beijing (part 1)Taking photos in Beijing seriously rocks. Everything is so old-school pretty and you don't even need a kickass digicam to take sweet pics.
All the pics below were taken with a Sony Ericsson K750i's 2MP cam.
All the pics below were taken with a Sony Ericsson K750i's 2MP cam.
West Damochang Street, Qianmen.
(Outside the Underground City)
(Outside the Underground City)
Beijing from dawn to dusk
This is my absolute favourite pic. I didn't need to photoshop it in any way because it's perfect as it is. This was taken at 6:30 am. It was -2 deg C outside the tour bus. Simply beautiful.
This one was taken at 10am.
This one was taken at around 2pm.
This one was taken at 5:30pm after we got back from Tianjin. It was outside some restaurant when I decided I needed a fourth pic to complete the dusk2dawn series.Btw, I dunno if it's Beijing's trees or generally all trees in the winter, but they look so pretty when they're stripped of their leaves.
Malaysian trees are ugly by comparison. Blehh.
Malaysian trees are ugly by comparison. Blehh.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
My vanity goes hand in hand with the devilSometime yesterday...
MK: OMG, what's that you're looking at?!?
Me: The website of the Church of Satan.
MK: Got such thing meh?!?
Me: Gottttttt... why not? Actually I was very interested in Satanism when I was 18 or 19. Been reading up on it since then.
MK: Eww.
Me: Satanism is actually a very interesting religion. And to tell you the truth, I love their principles. I can really, really relate to them.
MK: Such as?
Me: Like, they don't believe in God, because according to Satanism, you are your own god.
MK: THAT'S WHAT THE DEVIL WANTS YOU TO BELIEVE, OKAY?!?!
Me: Sigh. I know. And the devil wants me to believe that I should live my life how ever I want to as long as I am happy because I only have one life to live, and to hell with the consequences, right?
MK: Exactly!
Me: But... I really like it.
MK: .........
Me: And I absolutely lurrrrrrrrve the idea that I am my own god! I mean, that's just sooo me!
MK: Hmph. You're just too full of yourself.
Me: Oh gawd, you know what?
MK: What?
Me: I think I'm a Satanist trapped in a Christian's body.
Yes, I'm back :)
