Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Blistering Bunions


Today I learnt that if I fancy a pair of symmetrical blisters on both heels, I should wear ankle socks to runrun.

On the contrary, if I fancy not to parade the streets with a matching pair of blisters on my heels, I should NOT wear ankle socks to runrun.

Fans, I want to warn you about socks like these:

They should not be worn when running. Because why? Because they are TOO low in comparison with your average running shoes. Thereby supplying you a pair of pretty matching blisters, that hurt. A lot. Especially during showers. Especially during showers when you soap your ankles.

Please bear in mind and bear on feet socks of such minimal length.

Otherwise.. Good luck.


Sunday, May 23, 2010

Mondae Booz

I've got the blues.

A bad bout of it.
Really bad.

I want to go holiday. I wan.

Nites..


Pac-Man's 30th Anniversary!


There's probably 500000000000000 other entries by other bloggers on this already, but I'm still going to say eeeeeet!

Yesterday was Pac-Man's 30th Anniversary! Pac-Man was first released on the 22 May, 1980. In tribute to this arcade classic, Google messed up its standard Google icon just for the occasion! The geeks at Google never fail to amuse me with their kooky festive Google antics.


The Pac-Man Google special is still available now, I believe due to time difference between here and the US. And if you haven't realised, it's interactive!!! Ah, cute.


Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Somethingness in Nothingness


I can't sleep so might as well come here and talk to myself.

Basically tonight I have no inspiration to blog, nothing much to talk about. The only thing I want to say is that sometimes silence can be comfortable too.

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That wasn't a comfortable one. We will try it again next time.

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And so I say no one really does NOTHING.

The story goes.. I say "Hey wat's up?". You say "nothing". Then I will say "aren't you talking to me?"

Then you will give me this face (=_________________=)
But at least we aren't doing nothing.

See what I mean?
Take your time to ponder while I go and do this:





Sunday, May 16, 2010

Lost as a Little Lamb

I spent the last many weekends of my life trying to make a new blog template. It didn't work out, so I have switched the whole thang to a default template as you can see right now.

Over this weekend I had a surge of ideas from the depths of my medulla oblongata in relation to a brand new blog template. I brain-stormed for layouts, colours, border designs, text design, concept.. only to find that my creative persona had drowned in the whirlpool of ideas. I can hear it in my ears.. The incessant slushing of ideas, going round and round in circles. I hear the crash of ideas against the breakwater of reality - ideas that can't be put into the template due to various skills, technical and situational limitations.

Alas.. the Master is now fatigued and weary (so fatigued, almost delusional). She shall now retire and continue the task in the dawn that is to come...

When I say dawn, I mean next when I am free.

Kthxbye.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Birthday Purse Handles =)

It's my birthday. Today I have decided to do something special for myself. I've decided to buy myself a Brand New...........................................

Purse Handle. Yes, purse handle.
People whom I hung around for the past 1 year should have been aware that I go to lunch with a very chic lunch pouch. People whom I hung around for the past 1 month would have been aware that my lunch pouch had went and got its handle broken. My lunch pouch had been living life on the wild side.

It went from this:

To this:
Yes yes, still gorgeous. But not so gorgeous when I have to hold the pouch by its broken handle like a dead rat, or when I have to hold the pouch between my arm and side of my torso dangerously close to the armpit region - makes me look very aunty.
Hence no longer could I tolerate this thing called Life, with my pouch handle broken.
Thus tonight I spent my night loitering the corridors and long hallways of Daiso and Spotlight (dismiss the hallways word, there are no hallways at Daiso and Spotlight, just high ceilings - which is a good thing because when you run a business, you always look for high ceilings - which is a symbol of good fengshui, or so they say......) in search of a broken pouch handle solution.
I originally considered the sturdy little lobster clasp in a humble oxidised brass colour.

Turns out that Daiso has only cheap looking parts and nothing that can compare itself with the above. Spotlight carries the product, but it was a nightmare looking for a packet of these because their product display painted a story of a 6 year-old's attempt to relief the storage rack of all its hung-up packages, and a subsequent storekeeper's desperate attempt to reinstate the duties of the storage rack by putting back all the packages to where they belong before the next 6 year-old comes along.

Quite determined to repair my pouch handle, I patiently seeked out a packet of lobster clasps amidst the mess and made my way to the check-out while I continued to check-out other handle solutions. Coincidentally, I found my way to the purse-parts section, and found this:
Bamboo knotted purse handles in Ebony from the Bag Chick series produced by Shamrocks.
I found it Quite Compatible with my pouch as the colour fits and the size fits. I quickly made my purchase and traded $15 bucks for a pair of purse handles. Didn't want to loiter no more, my bad ankle had started to hurt from all the walking.
I reached home, gobbled my dinner and began to zor gang. It wasn't easy coz Poppadum didn't have the right tools at home that I needed. Work would have been easier if I had 2 pairs of flat or long-nosed pliers. But I only had a cable cutter and a combination plier available.
Undeterred, I struggled with the metal links of the new purse handles while being careful not to apply too much strength in case I snip of some part of the links with the cable cutters. Mental note: to buy a pair of long / flat-nosed pliers at the next pasar malam that comes by.
And so the story goes...
Unconnected purse handle..
Connected purse handle!
And Princess Kooty lived happily ever after with her brand new-old pouch in hand.. The End.