Wednesday, October 31, 2007
I hate memes
1. Name one person who made you laugh last night?
My hamster son. To me, he's a tiny furry person.
2. What were you doing at 0800?
Taking my compulsory morning shower.
3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?
Having a ciggie.
4. What happened to you in 2006?
I celebrated my 26th birthday.
5. What was the last thing you said out loud?
Why doesn't this awesome striped bedsheet come in single?
6. How many beverages did you have today?
I don't keep track of my water intake.
7. What color is your hairbrush?
8. What was the last thing you paid for?
9. Where were you last night?
At home trying to figure out why my overpriced 1.5 month-old Logitech notebook mouse suddenly decided to stop working.
10. What color is your front door?
11. Where do you keep your change?
In my purse.
12. What’s the weather like today?
Drizzly and humid.
13. What’s the best ice-cream flavor?
14. What excites you?
A new vibrator.
15. Do you want to cut your hair?
Yes, but I never seem to get around doing it.
16. Are you over the age of 25?
17. Do you talk a lot?
Depends on my mood.
18. Do you watch the O.C.?
Nope, I only watch House MD.
19. Do you know anyone named Steven?
Not personally, but I have an ex-classmate whose father goes by that name.
20. Do you make up your own words?
All the time.
21. Are you a jealous person?
Aren't we all?
22. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘A’.
23. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘K’.
24. Who’s the first person on your received call list?
25. What does the last text message you received say?
26. Do you chew on your straw?
Once in a blue moon, when I'm really bored.
27. Do you have curly hair?
Nope, but my hair is slightly wavy at the ends.
28. Where’s the next place you’re going to?
Home, I hope.
29. Who’s the rudest person in your life?
I have no idea. Most of my friends can be really vulgar, but I don't consider them rude.
30. What was the last thing you ate?
31. Will you get married in the future?
Wait till I consult a fortune-teller.
32. What’s the best movie you’ve seen in the past 2 weeks?
33. Is there anyone you like right now?
God, I hate this question.
34. When was the last time you did the dishes?
35. Are you currently depressed?
No, but I'm getting really annoyed.
36. Did you cry today?
I made baby Jesus weep.
37. Why did you answer and post this?
Because I'm too nice to turn down meme tags when I really should.
Posted by Hedonistics Anonymous :: 11:18 pm ::
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
My sister showed me an article in the Borneo Post yesterday about how the movie Ratatouille jacked up popularity of keeping rats as pets in the US. The article also mentioned that rats are highly intelligent creatures that are capable of learning tricks.
"Just like PP," my sister said with much satisfaction.
I take pride that my hamster son knows a few tricks:
1. The Toilet Trick
This was first trick I taught him. Prior to this I have never trained a hamster before. Honestly, I had no idea as to whether hamsters are smart enough to learn tricks or not. Anyway, I aimed to teach him to enter his toilet compartment on cue, so what I did was to tap the compartment cover and say, "Toilet! Toilet!". At the same time, I lured him to the toilet using some food. The moment he climbed into the toilet, I rewarded him with a worm. After that, it was matter of repeating the command over and over again until he learned to associated entering the toilet with being rewarded with food.
2. The House Trick
Same as the toilet trick, only this time he has to enter his sandbath compartment before he gets rewarded. This trick is relatively new because I only started teaching him two days ago. It's slightly trickier to convince him to enter the sandbath compartment because it has only one entrance.
3. The Climbing Trick
My mother taught him this one, which involves climbing up the grills of the cage for a reward. At first I thought it was just a coincidence, but he performed spectacularly yesterday in front of me and so I'm more or less convinced that it's a real trick, and not some acrobatic fluke.
Sometimes when I'm too slow in giving him the worm, the boy would get really hyper and start to perform all his tricks at one go and it's really, really funny to watch because he's rather clumsy when he's excited. Haha.
Posted by Hedonistics Anonymous :: 11:33 pm ::
Monday, October 29, 2007
Scribblings in D minor
This is a little FICTIONAL story that has been playing around in my head for some time, but for reasons unknown, it is a story that is much easier to paint than put down in words. but I'll choose to detox with words rather than colours because my art sucks big time.
The girl stood naked at the window and lit her cigarette.
The air outside was wrapped in a light grey evening mist, cold and surprisingly clean. She could smell the dampness of old wood from the windowpane, mingled with the green scent of chlorophyll from the nearby shrubs.
She ducked a little lower, and folded her left arm in to cover her breasts. A shadow appeared beside her.
"Lend me your lighter. I think mine ran out of gas."
Without looking, she slid the lighter over to him. She heard the soft scrape of flint as he lit up his cigarette, and blew a thick stream of smoke from his pursed lips.
She moved a little closer to him to bask in the light, but unmistakable male scent of sweat, testosterone, and the heady afterglow of sex. Surrounded by a storm of words unspoken, but thoroughly comfortable with the silence, they both stood side by side in the eye of an emotional tornado that threatened to upset the precarious balance of nature and wreck everything good and holy to pieces. But they knew that they were both safe, as long as they stayed in the eye.
"I can't believe I'll be moving to SomeOtherCountry next week," she said softly.
"Yeah me too," he sighed. "But you're doing this for your career, so it's a good thing. You should go."
But I don't want to leave! Who's going to take care of the most important part of me when I'm gone? Who am I going to replace you with? WHO ARE YOU GOING TO REPLACE ME WITH?
God, she wanted to scream till the sky overhead cracks and shatters at her feet. But she doesn't. She lit up another cigarette.
"What are you doing later tonight?"
She shrugged, not wanting to meet his eye. "I don't know, maybe go for dinner with my boyfriend or something. You?"
He smirked. "I'll be at home accompanying my mother."
"Bullshit. But I'll call you later when I'm done?"
Posted by Hedonistics Anonymous :: 12:04 am ::
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Fast forward. Pause. Rewind
This happened yesterday:
NN: Eh, I noticed I got fatter.
Me: *puzzled* You got fatter meh?
Me: You... said that you got fatter?
NN: NO! I SAID THAT I KNOW THIS GUY ON FRIENDSTER!!!
Which immediately led to:
NN: I think you need a hearing aid.NN: And next time if you say, "Honey, I am tired..." and your B will say, "What? You got fired?"
Me: Ya, I think so too.
NN: Tell your B to get you one.
Me: Can you imagine next time if I say, "Honey, I am sad..." and then he goes, "What? You want sex?"
Me: Okay, now that is so lame.
Anyway, this is not a really good week for me because my car's alternator konked out and I had to shell out cash to have it replaced. On top of that, my car alarm's gone haywire, triggering the headlights to flicker on and off for one minute every time I open the car door, and I have no time to send the car back to the dealer to get the whole alarm system reprogrammed.
But worst of all, my face is a bloody pimple factory. Actually it's nothing compared to some people with horrid acne breakouts and scar craters (I can burst my pimples and not leave any scars, thank goodness!) but still it's rather upsetting to have pimples when you're no longer a teenager with crazed hormones.
At least, I think I'm right about the teenager part. Not too sure about the hormones, though.
Posted by Hedonistics Anonymous :: 7:31 pm ::
Sunday, October 21, 2007
i don't want to use CAPS today because it's a bloody waste of time
i have been seriously abandoning this blog for facebook
. it's like i have completely morphed into a facebook whore (while dragging a few good friends with me) and we'd spend the whole day doing mindless stuff online like fighting vampires, werewolves and zombies, sending naughty gifts, sending hatching eggs and plants, super-poking each other... technically, turning facebook into one helluva freakshow.
and if you have no idea what i'm talking about, that's because you don't have facebook so go get one, but don't blame me if you get addicted because facebook is definitely another of satan's tools.
friendster is sooooooooooooooooo yesterday. actually facebook is like friendster... on steroids. it's mind-numbingly good. friendster is so embarassingly boring and outdated.
come join the facebook bandwagon.
a little side note that you're not suppose to read, so be polite and look away.
sometimes when i call you a *insert vulgarity here*, you'd think that i was joking and laugh, but would it make your hair drop if i told you that i meant every word i said? :)
Posted by Hedonistics Anonymous :: 7:22 pm ::
Monday, October 15, 2007
Is it possible to die of exhaustion?
I think it is extremely possible. In fact, if I dropped dead now, could one of you kind blog readers tell the coroner not to waste his time on an autopsy and just put "hyperexhaustion" under the "cause of death" column?
Okay, I'm being morbid. I'm so braindead, but strangely my fingers are still very much alive.Anyway, Chester's owner tagged me again with this shopping tag:
It’s very simple. When you receive this tag, copy the whole list and add your own shopping tip to the bottom and pass it on.
1. Wear comfy clothing when you’re shopping. You don’t wanna fuss with too many laces and buttons when you’re trying clothes on.
2. Never shop on an empty stomach. You end up buying a whole lot more than you meant to! And this applies to everything, not just food!
3. Make a list of what you need to buy and stick to it. Do not go browsing in the store and do not look left or right but focus on just getting what you came to the store for, get it, pay for it and get out! And always keep your receipt in case you change your mind, not happy or the item is broken due to manufacturer’s fault so it will be covered by warranty!
4. Remember to bring your ‘plastics’ and/or cash with you when you go shopping or when you plan to JUST window shop!
4. 5. Before you buy something expensive, ask yourself, "Is this a NEED or a WANT?". If you can't stop thinking about it for three whole days and nights, it is definitely a NEED, so go ahead and buy it. If you can get someone else to buy it for you as a gift, it's even better.
~ End copy ~
I’m tagging these fashion divas…
1. Miss Melancholy Thongs
2. Miss Creative Bitchin
3. Miss Owner of a Pug Named Deedee
4. Miss Divinely Serene (apakah yang tersangat divine atau serene, I wonder...)
Posted by Hedonistics Anonymous :: 10:12 pm ::
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Ratatouille - the Kuching version
The Pronser Pest Control guy managed to catch the first rat in two weeks. Yeah, we have a rat problem in the ceiling space between the ground floor and the first floor. The Pronser guy was going nuts trying to trap the rats. He couldn't use poisonous gas or rat poison because the ceiling space is too low for someone to enter to remove the dead rats. So far we've tried using rat glue and two types of rat traps - one is the cage type and the other is the, uhm, spring type which is always seen on Tom & Jerry cartoons.
Hi Mr Rat. Guess you're a sucker for salted fish, huh?
For some reason, MK thinks that the rat is quite cute. Perhaps it's the pug-like eyes. I plan to release any future rats that are caught into her house compound so she can nurture them to become model citizens.
Note the round bulging eyes... like a pug.
Btw, the rat that was caught... is huge. I have no idea what the heck it has been eating in the ceiling space because they don't go elsewhere. Perhaps to my neighbour's house for a meal (Ah, the joys of living in a semi-D) but we're sick and tired of hearing the loud patter of ratty paws scampering on the ceiling boards.
Note Mr Rat's size in proportion to the cage. Gosh, how can you still think of eating when you're about to die?!?
The neighbours at the back of my house got themselves a puppy. I'm on the verge of calling the SSPCA because the puppy is extremely neglected. The owners feed him one meal a day only, and they hardly bathe him. There's a small portion of fur near his tail that's already clumpy. My father and I have been feeding it while the neighbours are out (which is most of the time) and it's so hungry that it would even eat forzen leftover bread! Ugh. Which is why yesterday I nipped into the pet shop to buy a small packet of bacon-flavoured chews.
I think the puppy is slightly not right in the head. He growls and barks at everybody, and he hardly wags his tail. Even though my father and I have been feeding him, he still growls and barks at us. If he was a human being, I bet he would be diagnosed immediately with either depression or schizophrenia.
Posted by Hedonistics Anonymous :: 10:54 pm ::
Monday, October 08, 2007
My cow's name is Bramblebusskins
Thank you Miss Thongs for giving me the inspiration to blog, when all I want to do is to get back onto Facebook. I hate Facebook, it's so fucking addictive.
1. Your name plus "ness"?
2. Two feelings at the moment.
Tired and sleepy.
3. What are you listening to right now?
The monotonous hum of the central airconditioning.
4.Done anything you regret so far this week?
I should have bought a rabbit. The vibrating kind.
5. Describe where you are right now?
In my little office cubicle.
6.The highlight of your week?
Going bowling last night although I seem to have no control of my arm when I release the ball.
7. What are you craving to have right now?
A nice long nap.
8. Who were the last people you ate with?
My colleagues and my B.
9. What are you scared of?
Lizards and cockroaches.
10. Last movie you watched?
Ocean's Thirteen. Oooh, I loike. :)
11. Last songs you sang out loud?
Shawn Mullin's "Lullaby". I'm very old-school.
13. Are you thinking of someone right now?
I'm too braindead to think.
14. Who is the last person you talked to?
My colleague - Miss Wong NN who is currently in a pissy mood.
15. Last thing you downloaded on your computer?
Stephen King's "The Talisman" e-book.
16. Have you changed much this year?
I changed my undies everyday.
19. Hug or kiss?
Whichever that leads to sex.
23. Who was the last person to text message you?
My B telling me where to meet for lunch.
24. Where was the last place you went to besides where you are?
The kopitiam next to my office.
26. Do you speak any other language other than English?
Do obscenities count?
27. Last thing you watched on TV?
My favouritest tv show - House MD.
28.Do you dress for style or comfort?
29. Name someone with the same b-day as you?
30. Ever had a drunken night in mexico?
I even don't touch alcohol, how to get drunk?
31. Whats the craziest thing you've done?
A couple of years back, I threw a weed party for two nights in a row while my parents were away. It was... insane.
32. Favorite color(s)?
33. What's your favorite cereal?
34. What is your favorite Michael Jackson song?
35. Who do you love?
My B and my hamster.
36. Any plans right now?
I need to get back onto Facebook.
37. What are your plans for tonight?
Go for dinner, smoke a few cigs, go home and sleep.
38. What are you looking forward to tomorrow?
39. Last time you smile?
A few minutes ago.
40. Who do you wanna be with right now?
My hamster. Suddenly I miss his warm fluffy smelliness.
Posted by Hedonistics Anonymous :: 11:00 pm ::
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Now the upper management is asking for food suggestions for the annual dinner.
I would say JAPANESE ALL THE WAY!!! DISH OUT THE RAW SEAFOOD!!! OYSTERS!!! SALMON!!! TUNA!!! SWORDFISH!!! MACKEREL!!! AND MY HOKKIGAI... OH HOW I LOVE MY HOKKIGAI...
Hokkigai a.k.a Atlantic surf clam. Salty and slightly rubbery... but yums
But cannot lah. Have to be fair to those that don't like/appreciate Japanese food.
If I were the upper management, I'd just stick to some generic buffet dinner menu. Less troublesome. After all, I think we're all old enough to eat whatever food that's served without kicking up a fuss.
Alot of people I know would eat anything as long as it's chased down with unlimited alcohol.
On the activity front, there are suggestions to hold a singing competition. Unfortunately, the number of contestants taking part (so far) is more than one but less than three. HAHAHAHAHA.
Alaa... no need whatever activities or events lah. After all, we're also old enough to keep ourselves entertained. You'd be surprised to see how much people can be entertained by just sitting around in small groups and gossiping away.
Posted by Hedonistics Anonymous :: 8:36 pm ::
The upper management has been hounding the staff for activity/event ideas for the upcoming annual dinner.
The only activity I'm keen on is a lucky draw because I love freebies. Unfortunately nobody is going to suggest a lucky draw because, well, I don't think anyone fancies telling the management to shell out extra money for prizes. Haha.
I don't know why we can't just go to the dinner, stuff ourselves with food, then go home. That's the whole point** of company annual dinners, innit?
** Yeah, I know there's the getting pissed drunk factor, but I since I don't drink, it doesn't come into the equation.
Posted by Hedonistics Anonymous :: 12:32 am ::
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Chester's owner tagged me with this desktop meme.
Nah, here is my cluttered office desktop. I like to keep my folders on the desktop for easy accessibility. And I like zen-themed wallpapers.
On the hamster front, the boy LOVES coconut. Obviously not as much as he loves his mealworms, but coconut comes a very close second.
And like the little diva that he is, he ate his tiny coconut slice last night with one leg cocked in the air. It's mildly pornstar-ish, but it amuses the hell out of me.
He's extremely fastidious when it comes to eating coconut. Sometimes the coconut meat would come attached with a bit of brown husk on it, and the boy would diligently eat the meat only and not the tiny bit of husk. Little fusspot.
Posted by Hedonistics Anonymous :: 6:39 pm ::