Always $2

I admit there was a week-long break from blogging. That's because I have been busy. Busy packing, moving and organising paperwork. Stressful and troublesome chores I'd rather not mention.

But when there are good things we must share. Thanks to Wendy's suggestion I bought some compression bags from Daiso, for the purpose of my packing. As all Singaporeans would've known by now, Daiso is the $2 shop - from Jurong to Orchard to Vivo - Always $2.

(Animals not included)

Now here's the demo.

Before:


After:



Even my cat was impressed and wondered if she can be compressed too so she could go to Dubai for free.


So there you have it: The Compression Bag. Convenient and necessary for those with too much clothes to lug. Another useful product from Daiso.

When Hairy Met P(r)eggy

A lot has happened. To make the event on the 19th more exciting, I've decided to tell it in a story:


It was at a friend's party when Peggy first laid Hairy eyes on Hairy.

For days all she could think about was him and his hairiness... Peggy was very attracted to Hairy. After confiding in her neighbour Miss Zulanda the latter agreed to matchmake and arrange for marriage between Hairy and Peggy.

Peggy was overwhelmed. The wedding came sooner than expected, as a result it wasn't as classy as she'd like.


They however hired a wedding entertainer - who apparently had a past (see photo of arrest extract from Kiah Daily) but oh we always support the yellow ribbon project, don't we.


There were great food of fried chicken and the couple even had a maid to help with the chores.

The happy marriage lasted but 2 months before Hairy got suspicious of his new wife. Without further ado, the sinister-but-efficient Indian private investigator from All-Good PI Services was hired.

The next day, explicit materials of Peggy's other life was revealed - she has a girlfriend of 16years they even have a flat together!

Hairy threatened to leave Peggy immediately. Unfortunately, Peggy found herself pregnant! Having no choice, she pleaded for forgiveness.

But it was too late. The evil wedding entertainer has stolen Peggy's husband. They are now Happy Together.

Peggy should've taken the clue from the wedding day when Hairy wanted so much to dress up as the bride...

Poor Peggy, all preggers and pointless. Someone later caught her loitering the pasar talking loudly about how men are like fried chicken, how unhealthy they are and so on.


- The End -

Big thanks to the cast and crew:

Keep Breathing

I have to admit, despite the haywire schedule, sleep patterns and state of the semi-packed house, I have been catching up with Grey's Anatomy. Watched the much anticipated season 3 finale episode last night (DUH, every episode also much anticipated...) and the closing track got stuck in my head. I had to look it up.

Here it is: written a month before the finale, by New Yorker indie songstress Ingrid Michaelson, entitled Keep Breathing. It will be released in September as Grey's Anatomy Season 3 Soundtrack. hence Michaelson can't sell it! Listen to it here while it lasts.

The storm is coming but I don't mind.
People are dying, I close my blinds.

All that I know is I'm breathing now.

I want to change the world...instead I sleep.
I want to believe in more than you and me.

But all that I know is I'm breathing.
All I can do is keep breathing.
All we can do is keep breathing now.

Enchanting.

Food-Loving Singaporeans: Part I

From left to right, top to bottom:

1. Bah Kut Teh (Founders, Balestier)
2. Yong Tau Foo (Johor Bahru)
3. Penang Laksa and Prawn Mee
4. Yong Tau Foo, again (Johor Bahru)
5. Kway Chap!
6. Arnold's Fried Chicken (City Plaza, SG)
7. Fish n Co. haha
8. Homemade Noodles (Top 1, Beauty World, SG)
9. Teochew Muay

Anyone knows where I can find good substitute of the above in Dubai/Doha let me know. I am sure more will be craved in future unless I come back often enough, or I learn how to cook!

Move It!

I realised I hate to move. I dread packing and I get depressed putting stuff in boxes. It's a familiar reluctance, I can recall that feeling. Packing is a sad, lonely business.

Two weeks to go, to make way for new occupants (that'll be Wendy, her cats Oscar and Elliot), two weeks to fit my new life into a neat 50kg baggage limit.

And I am here updating my blog, after an instant noodles lunch, half-watching an old movie on Channel 5 called Door To Door. Yeah you heard me right, no cable TV no DVD players now. Inspiring story.

I'm refering to the show.

The Salvation Army is coming to pick up my old Ikea sofa on the 22nd. Housemates, if you're keen to tong pang your useful things, let's put them together.

This One For the Girls

Perhaps to assist with the procrastination of packing, my dear sister took me to Dim Sum brunch and shopping last Saturday. The afternoon witnessed futile attempts in resisting pretty lil' things, the inner struggles holding on to lip glosses in just the perfect shades (how come I didn't notice it in my last visit or is this new limited edition?!) and various other pigmented items... refusing to put them back on the acrylic display shelves.

From pots to pans, tubes to bottles... these are the containers of hope and beauty, art and flair. Never tried a plum-shade eyeliner? Oh make that liquid and make that shine - best when used with Blue Herizon! Base colour with SPF? Add a wee bit of iridescent shimmer and finish with a Yogamode!

The mini haul as pictured here include: Liquidlast Liner in Point Black, Blue Herizon and Powerplum respectively; Hyper Real in NC300; Raquel Welch (Tiger Print) Beauty Powder Yogamode. Reviews to come.

Stay tuned, girls! ;)

Dubai Here I Come

After much waiting the final approval arrived:

"We are pleased to inform you that we have obtained the final approval on your application. For this reason, you may now tender your resignation so that you can join the organization as early as possible.

You shall receive the final briefing email along with the visa/ticket 4 days before the traveling date; please check your email frequently. You will be able to travel with the print out of the visa and ticket (E-ticket).

Welcome on board."

iYes

We all make typo errors. What with Tag Boards, MSN, SMS (you get the idea) we just whack-type. We don't check. I've my fair share of receiving incoherent replies and accidently sending messages to wrong recipients.

Today I got an "iyes" from Gurmit. I asked him a simple question. Maybe he meant to say "i want" or he was going to tell me something when I interrupted. I don't know.

What I know is that if Apple were to come up with an iYes we'd all be happy. It'll be an optimistic gadget we all need to keep our vibes up. iYes will boost sales of partner products like iPod, iBook, i-whatever because we won't worry about installments or debts. The higher capacity iYes you have, the better, so always upgrade! They may have iYes in various candy colours too but heck it doesn't matter when it's an iYes, any colour will do!

Just hope its competitor will not invent the iNo.

Depart for Doha

Flight EK405, 0210hr 10th May 2007

Say Cheese! in Ubi

Andy and I had the pleasure of a sneak peak into June and Kok Leong's new home that's still in the midst of unpacking. Nicely done up, practical living with modern touches... Love the dining set, the TV room (like a Video-Ezy theatrette!) and the interesting cast of shadows from the bedroom light. Shame on me, no photos.

To add to the pleasure was a delightful dinner that got better as it progressed:

• Pizza Hut delivery of cheese-stuffed pizzas (not a fan of Pizza Hut but hey it's my first stuff-crust!);
  
• appetising stuffed olives (note: 'stuffed' is the word tonight);
  
• Ritz apple strudel;
  
• wine;
  
• spicy crackers with light Brie cheese *oooh yum*;
• chicken cordicep soup to wash it all down (x3 bowls)
  

Stuffed and satisfied, the handymen and the not-so-handywomen set up the sound system so that we could watch Tokyo Drift. I-wonder-if-you-know-have-you-been-to-Tokeeyoh-Drift. We witnessed many a worn tyres, mini skirts and a man with the flattest nose. Tidbits along the way.

Thanks June and Kok Leong for your wonderful reception.