I'm sick! Eeeks. Sore throat, running nose, fever...the works.

Jell-O!
*giggle* Alright, I made some calls...Jell-o party on the 10th to 13th of August!

There'll be Jello in the fridge, Jello in the punch, Jello in shot glasses, Jello in the bath tub. (:

*cackle*

Blast from the Past
And oh, by the way.. Jell-o Shooters (:

Before I grow old and actually forget HOW to make these:

1 (3 ounce) package tropical fruit-flavored gelatin mix
1 cup hot water
1 cup vodka OR any clear coloured liquor ( I'd choose Midori though, even though its green)

Directions
In a medium bowl combine the gelatin mix and boiling water.
Stir until gelatin dissolves.
Pour in the vodka and stir.
Pour into small paper cups and chill in the refrigerate until set.
Makes 20 servings

Now to make Midori Shooters *hop*

New Love
(: A fun Saturday night with Midori.

We (Serene and me!) nearly finished off a bottle of that yummy green heaven between the two of us. Step aside Malibu Orange, Midori is here to stay!

A present! For me?
I'm listening to Moulin Rouge's soundtrack. How disappointing, does not include the song I wanted to hear. *whap* What am I thinking of? Like a Virgin was HIDIEOUS.

Thanks Serene, love the CD.

Earth : Final Conflict

*hysterical giggles*

Traitor for a day
I just created a character on Darkening Suns with Wrynn. Her name's Jacynthia, she's a celestine, a fallen angel. How that actually fits into a fantasy world, I do not know. But hey, I'm a MUD slut. I'll play anywhere.

The Next Best Thing

*gasp* Jack from Days of Our Lives plays Rupert Everett's gay lover in this show!

I'm so tired. So, so tired. ):

Flash of Inspiration
Sei Shonagon wrote a journal a thousand years ago. In it, she describes life as she sees in tenth-century Japanese court. Incredibly, this book is still with us.

I'm inspired.

I formally invite you to contribute to our Pillow Book. Sometimes, there will be lists, sometimes, there will be haiku. Short stories, commentaries, full length poetry...

Anyone who wants in on this blogg, I will add to the list of contributors. This allows you to post your contributions at your own time and pace. It'll be a blast. (:

Flickers from the Box
Ack, I thought I'd turn in early today since I have to work in the morning tomorrow. That was 3 hours ago...I was sooo tired just now, so I climbed into bed but suddenly I'm wide-eyed and absolutely awake! I blame TV.

Shawshank Redemption

Tiny cups of pure Heaven
Life is too short for a bad cup of espresso. Its time we stand up and demand that we are given at least, a fresh cup of coffee.

Perhaps I'll rant about espresso today.

A classic espresso should be no more than an ounce and a half. After that essential ounce or so, all you are getting are unnecessary chemicals and water. Go for the essence, the heart. Don't linger over your espresso, that's just pretentious and silly. Its one or two sips, and lick your lips with a sigh. Want more espresso? Order a double.

When drinking espresso at a cafe, the thing to do first is to take a peep over the espresso machine, and check if the espressos are brewed fresh for every drink. Give that cafe a pass if espressos are ready brewed and waiting. *shudder*

The espresso should be served to you immediately, not left languishing on the counter as the server slowly counts out your change and then calls out your name. With every second that passes, the quality of the espresso plummets drastically. It is the espresso, and the crema (the top layer of an espresso) that will tell you whether the barista knows what he's doing. The crema will also tell you how fresh the coffee beans are.

The crema should be caramel coloured, and reasonably thick, as much as a quarter of an inch thick. It should coat the side of the cup almost like a syrup and linger as you sip. A crema that is dark brown, with a while dot or a black hole in the middle is a sign that the espresso has been over extracted, and will taste harsh and bitter. A light coloured crema shows that the espresso is underextracted, and will taste weak.

It is totally acceptable to add sugar into your espresso. Stir enormous amounts of sugar into your espresso and you get a tiny cup of pure heaven.

I'm getting myself a double from my favourite barista. BRB. (:

eDiamonds are forever
Surprisingly, the chat room I set up in February of 97 is still in perfect working condition!

Its times like this I believe in immortality. This blog and every other pieces of cyber junk out there will be floating around till the end of time! *cackle*

I meant, what does CJ stand for?

Things the Please me
I picked up The Pillow Book of Sei Shonagon again yesterday. I did not get to finished it before. (: Sei Shonagon was a court lady in the tenth-century Japan at the height of the Heian culture. Pillows of that time were hollow blocks made of stone or wood, and it was in these pillows that people of the time would store their 'diaries', usually their last thoughts before turning in.

Sei Shonagon writes down all the things that interests her, displeases her or attracts her in her daily life. She's an enthusiast for good manners and good taste, and her commentary covers everything from dress to decor. And everyone, from servants to the Emperor.

She writes with a wicked humour and wit, making the book an absolute joy to read.

Better than Coffee and Cigarettes
Wow. I just watched Moulin Rouge. What an assault on the senses. Almost all 5 of them. Actually, yeah, make it five. I could almost taste the show. Uh huh. Not in a long time, I've left a cinema with my heart pounding like this.

I _need_ to get the soundtrack. I have a morbid need to hear that sick version of Like a Virgin all over again. (:

The way the songs were used to portray the mood of the show was absolutely incredible. Mercury's The Show must Go On was absolutely breathtaking.

But then so was Nicole Kidman. Why on earth did Tom Cruise divorce her for???

(I need to edit my 'list of shows to see this year'.) If there are three shows you are going to watch this year, make it Shrek, Memento, and definately, Moulin Rouge.

Po's the cutest thing on earth. (:

What's CJ's (The West Wing) full name?

I'm off for 2 days. Two WHOLE days! Whee! My previous 'list of things-to-do on my day off' didn't really work out.

*scrolls down*

Ok..out of a list of 8 items, I managed to do 4 of them. That's not too bad, actually. (: I met Fish, watched Final Fantasy with Reuben, bought a cheapass camera, and Simmed!

Now, for a new list...
1. Watch Moulin Rouge with anybody. I'm easy, that way.
2. At least make an effort to call Gavin or Daphne.
3. Call Vic or he'll feel slighted if I didn't.
4. Mud

(: There, quite a small list this time.

Everytime I watch Days of Our Lives, I want to throw something REALLY hard at the TV. But like a moth drawn towards a bright light, I keep watching the damn show EVERY NIGHT!

ARRGH.

Today's Episode. John Black is framed for Tony's murder. (Tony set up his own death.) John is the reason why Kristen left Tony, by the way. Sammi gave birth to a son, fathered by Austin, who is actually in love with Carrie. Who is the cousin of Jennifer, ex wife of Jack, who had an affair with Jennifer's mother. Vivianne had secretly switched tests with Kate in the fertility clinic so she can be the mother of her ex-husband, Victor. She plots to convince Victor to allow her to babysit Philip ( the son she bore on behalf of Kate). Lucas, son of Victor, plots with Sammi to win Austin back. Austin by the way, is the illegitimate son of Victor. John's ex-wife, Marlena convinces Carrie to fight for Austin's love despite the fact Sammi just had a son for him.

ARRGH. I can't go on.

*stretch* Just got home from work. Damn, I'm tired. I have to work in the morning (that's in a few hour's time).

I think I need a week of sleep to recuperate from last weekend.

Yay! I'm back from a weekend of fun in KL.

Not bad at all...I managed a weekend of wanton drinking and clubbing and STILL managed to get back to JB and work the closing shift today. (:

I'm pretty proud of myself.

And oh, more pics up! Including ones of Roger comatose after a night of sin at Vivid. *cackle*

200 Cigarettes

*hop* Just uploaded more 'exciting plant pics' as Taig would say. (:

I should really start packing....I leave in 4 hours for KL. ): I hate the trip there. I would drive down, but highway driving scares me. *shudder* Might try driving down in August. Hmm... And yeah, I have to go down to KL again. I think I'll whine now. *whine*

Tim, if you're reading this, I'm going down to KL the first week of August.

(: Just watched Final Fantasy. Pretty predictable plot, saving the world from aliens, blah blah. I'm feeling a litte cheated though, I thought I'd get to see some gold chocobos. ): The main character is Aki, a female scientist/researcher. I like Aki's hair. I might go get a cut like her's tomorrow. It's time for a haircut anyway. Of all the characters in the show, I felt Aki's mentor, Dr Sid, was the most realistic. The rest were actually really very good, but Dr Sid was by far the most natural. There were too many dream sequences, though, making it feel like I was playing the game and "whoops, time for a video cut scene / dream sequence again."

Its 4 am, and I'm still at it. *groan* And I have to work in 4 hours' time. If i do not post anything within a day, its probably because I've died from exhaustion. Damn, I'm getting old.

Nightnight Taig. Its been nice talking to you again. *hug*

*faint* I did it. I've just posted 2 days worth of pics up. Actually, I've still a bunch to post. But those random ones I took of the place I work at are there.

This is getting tedious!!

Met up with Fish yesterday. She's looking absolutely radiant. I might post her pics up here as soon as I find out how to do it. (: Maybe even pics of the nice ankh tattoo she just got at the small of her spine. We spent the whole night at Border's Cafe doing geeky things like playing with our new cameras and beaming each other apps on our respective palms or visors. (A couple of minutes after I bought the camera, Tome skipped off and got himself one, too.) Come to think of it, I have pics of us doing that! (How surprising. *smirk*)

There. I've just got myself a cheapass digital camera. (:
Now, to actually upload the pics and abuse free web spaces out there. I think I'll do that _right_ now!

*sigh* I have to go to KL on the 14th. I HATE GOING THERE. At least the clubs there close later than they do here in JB. *bleah* And people ask me why I go to Singapore so often. Definately not for the friendly citizens! *smirk*

OK, Tim's right, the new japanese prime minister DOES resemble Richard Gere.

Its 7:30 am. I should sleep.

I'm jadyte on ICQ. Also on MSN. o_o on Galaxynet.

There. (: I'm getting braver with age.

Just had a voice conversation with a friend in Canada. He said I have a strong Hong Kong accent. Eh? How's that possible? I've never been to Hong Kong. Well, I lie. I was in Hong Kong for a few hours on transit to San Francisco a few years ago. Does that count?

Send me a message on ICQ and we'll chat. Let me astound you with my Singlish. If you dare! *cackle*

I think I speak with a heavy cantonese accent. After all, I am cantonese. That probably explains the Hong Kong bit. Damn, now I'm all conscious about how I speak.

THANKS GERARD. *mutter*

Yay! Two days off! *hoppity hop*

Its 5:30 am. I'm so keyed up from Simming the last 5 hours. The venti triple espresso frappuccino helped too, of course. (:
I'm even watching oprah without feeling the urge to throw something really hard at my tv. She's talking about the Subway Diet again! *boggle*

I'm feeling brave enough to go visible on ICQ, even! *takes a deep breath*

I have a pretty busy agenda for my two days off. (:
1. Meet Fish or else she'll throttle me.
2. Meet Gavin or else he'll give me hell for not calling him when I'm in Singapore.
3. Watch Moulin Rouge with Alice since she's agreed to book the tix in advance.
4. Watch Final Fantasy with Reuben. ("Gotta get myself a gold chocobo" - Cloud)
5. Call Vic or he'll feel slighted if I didn't.
6. Meet XH, Mo, Elen for dinner or something, I really should. I'm just awful at keeping friends.
7. Pick up the camera I was swooning over last week.
8. Sim

Busy, busy. *nodnod*

*yay* I have ONE more day of work before I can finally go for a two day break. ONE..ONE! ONE.. *cackles hysterically* ONE!!

Just spent the last few hours Simming. My Sims have all reached the pinnacles of their respective simcareer paths. I have nothing else for them in their aimless simlife.

Every Sim is a family friend to all other Sims. (Come on, that's a bloody incredible feat!) Every time any family holds a party, the whole neighbourhood turns up. A simpolicewoman then appears and tries to break up the party on account of the neighbours complaining. Which is strange, considering all the neighbours are at the party anyway!

The simrepairman electrocuted himself while changing a lightbulb by the indoor pool and died. So thanks to that little mishap, the whole simneighbourhood is serviced by a ghostly apparition of a repairman. (The urn containing his ashes lie in a little island in the middle of one of the simfamily's outdoor pool.) I had to isolate it as my Sims kept going up to the urn and spent HOURS mourning.)

Every household is a seething mass of love polygonals. Everyday is like a soap opera, everyone falls in love with each other, married, male, female...does it matter? And the flirting that goes on! And the sneaking about behind closed doors.. Not to mention the fact that PRESENTS are used as a quick and sure way of buying someone's favour. Of course there's always the slapping, when adulterous sims are caught in the act.

Every piece of furniture is the best simmoney can buy. The most comfortable, the most stylish. Every electrical appliance is the top of the line, the most exciting, the most advanced.

What else is there left? Mail me if you can help.

*sniffle* I'm such a wimp. Just caught Dead Man Walking on tv.

Oh yeah. I made it to work on time. (: *strut*

Now my neck aches from being slumped on my table the whole morning.
And I'm awfully perky from about 6 espressos.

Ahh...the perks of being a coffee jockey.

Yikes, I'm exhausted. What a weekend its been. (: Alice and Serene decided to brave the wildes of the borders and visit me in Malaysia this weekend. A nice change of pace for me, I'm always the one trudging across the damn causeway.

Since they were going to be only in JB for a night, we had a fully packed agenda to follow.

I picked them up at about 10 pm on Saturday, and we rushed off to Senibong for a seafood dinner. *burp*
At 12 am, driving like a maniac, and rallying the forces (Zul, Salman, Aiching, Liz, Eugene, Angie. Thank goodness for cellphones' hands free kits), we finally got to Starvor.

We had about an hour or so to get our thirsts sated, the damn place closes at 2:30 am! *gasp* Thanks to Serene, I am now addicted to Malibu Orange, an absolutely divine orange cocktail. (: 19 glasses between the 3 of us. That's not too bad. Not too bad at all. At around 2 am, the others arrived.

And so did the tequila!

Then the logistic nightmare of leading a convoy of 6 different cars back to Polo Park. *shudder* I would like to thank the inventor of the hands free kit.

I lost Angie, Eugene, Liz and Salman almost immediately. They kept calling me telling to me meet up at strange corners, then changing their minds almost immediately. Bleah.

Suffice to say, I finally reached Polo Park with Eugene's, Liz' and Angie's cars trailing behind mine, and Salman ALREADY there. *mutter* How'd he get there so fast?

We had NO time to lose! It was already 3am, and I had to work at 8:30am the next day! *sulk*

Immediately, Aiching was hard at work uncorking the wine, Serene was happily mixing a mixture of rum and mango juice (don't knock it, till you've tried it), Alice was cheerfully dispensing the snacks, and me? I was gleefully putting the sake into the freezer to cool it.

And the rest, I really do not remember.

My now-not-so-secret shame.

*groan* I just ate 20 Hershey's Kisses and drink 4 cups of black coffee. I can feel myself bouncing off the walls. Roger just sent me the url to download Free Enterpri$e, a kind of Sim Manufacturing Plant. I remember playing this game back when I had a real job as a Production Planner for a plastic manufacturer. It was pretty scary for the denizens of The Inn of the Smiling Sun, as I planned at work, and after work, I played Free Enterpri$e. Basically doing the same bloody thing 24 hours a day!!

*grin* I can't wait for the download to be complete.

What every self respecting chef must have in her kitchen. Its not what you know, its what you use. That reminds me, Hannah promised yesterday to teach me how to make little pineapple tarts. I'm reeking of domesticity all of a sudden.

Now to find me a millionaire.

Absolutely nothing on tv tonight. And I've just Simmed for about 4 hours, and mudded for 2. I'm watching How to marry a millionaire. (: I'm taking notes.

Memento

I have a plan! I'm getting a digital camera on the 10th. Its a nifty little thing, able to take approximately a hundred pictures, built-in flash, 8 meg and able to leap capital buildings! Which brought me to the following calculation: I am awake 10 hours a day. At a hundred pics a day, it means 10 pics an hour. Which brings me to a pic every 6 minutes.

My whole life can be logged this way!

I was having coffee with Alice and Tome last night, and the conversation led to Time Capsules. And what we would put into one, if we had to make one. (But then where would we bury it?) Of course guidelines were drawn, none of those, 'Yeah, we'll open it in 10 years time!' lame time capsules. If we had a time capsule, it'll be one of those that will be open in at least a hundred years!

Alice said she'll put in a picture of herself. I'd toss in a copy of a beloved character sheet. *duh* That sure got me thinking... After about a couple hours or so of frenzied Bejeweling, I finally threw down the stylus and rested.

Back to a pic every 6 minutes. Where would I store all these pics??

I was watching World's Greatest Home Movies or something like that. Anyway, a home video clip of someone cutting her own head open and drilling a hole in her own skull freaked me out TOTALLY. But as usual, a morbid curiosity of this thing called Trepanation led me to a whole bunch of links in a search. God damn! Its even listed as one of the methods of body mutilation. 5 ear piercings is the furthest I'd go. I'm a wimp.