tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130812082011-07-29T08:19:25.757+10:00The 'not so' daily ramblings of my life ..Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.comBlogger3411100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-25530096264831548002008-11-12T16:29:00.005+11:002008-11-12T16:54:05.631+11:00

These 'not so' daily ramblings about my life posts are slowly slowing to a halt.I think I've lost the original reason behind why I started blogging in the first place.Part of it was to vent about my relationship problems -- Which has now ended.The rest was about work and life in general -- Which is probably the main reason behind why I have stopped blogging.Last night I was stuck at work until

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-41203460381856613892008-10-02T03:55:00.005+10:002008-10-02T04:16:17.965+10:00

Things I learnt from having to work 36 hrs straight in my office:In an 'green' environmentally friendly office, when all the lights go off finally for the last time, you can't turn them back on.This includes the lights in the toiletsA mobile phone light is not enough to illuminate a toilet cubicalI don't know how to bring Coffee machines out of standby mode. However, I do know the genius that

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-54153195330917514652008-08-26T16:33:00.003+10:002008-08-26T16:45:36.868+10:00

There was once a time when I told a friend of mine that she was wasting a good bottle of Nobel One (a really yummy bottle of sweet wine), because she was using it as a cooking wine.I actually told her I would have never brought her that bottle if I knew she was going to cook with it. Good wine is for drinking not cooking.-- I get like that with alcohol sometimes --I used to anyway. Yesterday, I

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-38936491636751714692008-08-13T15:12:00.005+10:002008-08-13T15:57:37.805+10:00

The iPhone is great. Its more than just a phone, its an iPod with a some-what-ok camera and a game console all in one. But the real downside I found with the iPhone is the ability to set your own customised ringtone.The 20 odd or so, that comes with the phone really doesn't do much for me. $0.99 a ringtone isn't expensive. But if I wanted to set a funky Cantonese pop song on it, I haven't

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-67168407896642888592008-07-16T09:42:00.004+10:002008-12-22T01:22:31.822+11:00

I've been doing quite a bit of traveling around lately. Every time I have to jet off somewhere the next day, I usually leave my packing till about a couple of hours before I have to make my way to the airport (don't ask.. i don't know why i don't do it earlier). So it usually ends up to be a bit of a last minute frenzy and in most cases I almost always have left something behind. The last time

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-61074830521580722172008-07-06T05:08:00.004+10:002008-07-06T05:17:49.594+10:00

Its sad how I can relate to everything in this video..But its the funniest thing I've seen for ages. Even if it is scripted. Enjoy ~ ! :)

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-10028480135607483132008-07-03T08:49:00.004+10:002008-07-03T11:39:34.498+10:00

Last night, I found some leek (possibly about 1+ weeks old) and potatoes (god knows how long) left over in my fridge. I usually only find time to go grocery shopping once every fortnight. So my fridge tends to be stocked with rather old veggies most the time.It was however, enough to make my fav Potato & Leek soup. Perfect for these freezing winter nights. Here is the recipe. . .Potato & Leek

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-26701744155119562242008-06-17T04:21:00.003+10:002008-06-17T04:37:00.338+10:00

Having refused to enter the first Starbucks shop I encountered, I moved on to find a real cafe. Real coffee.I ended up spending the next two hours in the Mall hunting around for cafe. Nothing. Not one shop in the food court made coffee.I ended up going back to Starbucks. *sigh. Coffee shops are everywhere back home. I guess I've just taken it for granted that I can get coffee everywhere.

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-88858698829970501232008-06-11T15:19:00.009+10:002008-06-30T10:52:56.735+10:00

There is something about staying in a hotel for an extended period of time. Don't get me wrong, I've stayed in hotels for long periods of time while overseas on holiday. But this time its different. This time I'm in the middle of nowhere.I'm stuck in Sunnyvale, CA for the next 2 weeks or so for work. And when I mean stuck. I do mean stuck. There isn't much around here (apart from a lot of

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-82903853119835679742008-06-10T22:36:00.000+10:002008-06-11T16:40:02.340+10:00

The expiry date on my SPF15+ moisturiser says 03/2007....

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-81294967213254078052008-05-26T11:36:00.004+10:002008-05-26T15:10:49.565+10:00

A little toddler caught my eye this morning while I was on my way to the train station.Not because she was unsteadily wobbling along about 5 metres in front of me. And not because of the frilly pink dress she was wearing. But because of the handbag she was sporting.It was a LV..... a freaking Louis Vuitton..!!!!The kid couldn't even walk properly and she was carrying a LV...?!?They sure start

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-76178929859391065842008-05-09T14:39:00.004+10:002008-05-26T15:14:52.250+10:00

I've been officially labeled as the 'Tissue Thief' in my team. For the past week or so, I've been raiding my team's tissue boxes. After my own one has been depleted obviously.I came into work today with shopping bag full of tissue boxes. One for each person. So they can at least stop complaining.Which by the way, Kleenex has now got Anti-Viral tissues which... "Kills 99% of cold and flu

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-71355485225624473132008-04-23T13:43:00.004+10:002008-04-23T14:02:25.490+10:00

A helpdesk is supposed to be helpful. After all, it does contain the word 'help'.A helpdesk should not reject and send back forms that require a user to fill in everything again and again.Once... fineTwice... if its for a legitimate reason. (Which somehow wasn't picked up the first time.. also fine).But 4 times ? Not including the first two forms I was requested to filled out, actually turned

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-55510325033252863602008-04-19T16:25:00.002+10:002008-04-20T17:04:14.582+10:00

Like any one else that likes to go out for drinks, I go out to have a good time.But, there is always a fine line between getting close and getting too close. Atleast I think I still do so while reasonably sober. I've been joining my colleagues for drinks for a while now. And while its all good clean fun, you do run into some weirdos once in a while.This one guy, who I had met once before at

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-63175424211534676952008-04-09T17:12:00.004+10:002008-04-09T17:34:03.790+10:00

He took me out to dinner last night. I can't actually remember the last time we had a proper going out alone dinner.But this one marked the start to new beginnings. We talked about work, when I was going to buy my own apartment and him moving out to a 1 bedroom or studio apartment. How we were going to split our pets and other assets. When the bill arrived, he realised he was $20 short, so I

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-35008125235012051572008-03-30T11:52:00.001+11:002008-04-09T17:10:25.406+10:00

Ok. Firstly, I'm not delusional. But over the past few months my boobies have decided to go to the next cup size. Not that I'm complaining (I've always wanted them to be bigger). But I'm just a bit curious.. Are they still supposed to grow after puberty ??? Last week I went to buy my first bra in the new cup size. I was actually pretty amazed that it fitted nicely. By the way, why does any

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-71500022907416975512008-03-17T16:21:00.004+11:002008-03-17T16:54:16.273+11:00

For better or worse, I have always tried to put in 100% effort in to my relationships. ('Tried' is the keyword here). I'm not perfect, but I always believed that if I didn't give it 100%, then I can't expect 100% in return. In my current relationship, I'm at the end of my 100% of giving. When my friend over MSN asked me today if I still loved him. I couldn't answer him anymore.Love is such a

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-53883611659669969962008-03-10T11:52:00.006+11:002008-03-16T20:06:04.804+11:00

Just witnessed one of the simplest sweetest weddings I have even been to.If I had to find any fault in the day, it would be that it was held in Singapore -- Thus the groom was sweating like ****. And I mean seriously sweating. Full suits with tie and Kwa (The Bride's Chinese sytled wedding gown), for that matter really isn't made for the Singaporean weather.But like it said before, it was one of

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-66133226616920756782008-02-28T14:47:00.003+11:002008-02-28T14:54:29.912+11:00

During my trip to Orlando, I probably went to bed about 4am every night. (For some reason, I just got more and more awake after drinking - the same issue does not exist when I go drinking in Sydney).But for the last 3 nights since I have been back home, I have been waking up at 4am sharp EVERY-SINGLE-BLOODY-NIGHT ~~!!It is driving me peanuts !And I don't think this has anything to do with jet

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-7513537420156114582008-02-26T19:18:00.003+11:002009-03-02T22:23:36.563+11:00

I was over in Orlando, Florida for the past 8 or so days. Here are somethings I've found out..Look Left !! - People in the U.S. drive on the other side of the road. Too many times have I looked on the wrong side and thought there was no cars approaching and when I went to cross the road, I nearly ended up walking into a oncoming vehicle.Carry your ID everywhere - If you want to be able to buy

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-31523405637824148972008-02-04T12:23:00.000+11:002008-02-04T12:54:02.485+11:00

I have a bad habit of leaving my old coffee cups on my desk. Then once I've accumulated enough (ie. when desk is running out of room), I'll collect my tower of coffee cups and drop them off in the kitchen bin.On average I drink about 3-4 coffees a day. (I know.. its bad).This morning, I came in with my coffee. Check Emails. Reply emails. Drink more coffee.Then to my utter shock and horror,

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-56936897734894519132008-01-31T00:33:00.000+11:002008-01-31T00:45:55.490+11:00

One day after Pete flies to Perth for 3 weeks, and I get a call from some mysterious guy who I 'supposingly' had one date with -- about 6-7 years ago. Which by the way, wasn't really a date... we only went out for ice cream.I don't remember his name, what he looks like... nothing. And least of all do I recall how he got my number. He doesn't either. He was just going through his old address book

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-30941167620158766622008-01-01T15:33:00.000+11:002008-01-03T16:48:31.263+11:00

In terms of life, health, work ... 2007 for me was a great year. Love on the other hand.. well.. you win some and you lose some. :)I remember this time last year, I was sitting here typing out a Post declaring my New Years Resolutions for 2007. Drink Less, exercise more, spend less and try wearing skirts\dresses more often.I doubt I achieved any of the above. Except maybe the skirt

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-21346430678846903412007-12-28T16:00:00.000+11:002007-12-28T16:10:42.857+11:00

another year older.... *sigh...

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-77880433957670266002007-12-27T11:03:00.001+11:002007-12-27T11:08:13.951+11:00

Someone obviously got sick of seeing the "HTTP Error 500 - Internal Server Error" message....

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-46224051839064789182007-12-21T12:06:00.000+11:002007-12-24T14:03:23.369+11:00

I've finally found the time to download the pics from my camera... :) Yes, it took me one whole month.. but I have been really really busy with work. Believe it or not, I haven't managed to put my luggage back in the storage room yet, its still where I left it when I arrived back home (however without the dirty clothes).This one was taken at one of the Temples in Asakusa, Tokyo. We weren't

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-75395348693407669102007-11-27T15:51:00.000+11:002007-12-10T16:11:26.521+11:00

He got his passport in 4 hours.But he didn't make the flight. International flight check-in gates close 1 hour before flight time.Which meant he had to forfeit his ticket and buy another one.

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-77727754891985086692007-11-24T19:12:00.000+11:002007-12-10T15:50:12.253+11:00

One word... BegKnow no shame. Tell the poor clerk on the other side of the passport office that you are an idiot. Your girlfriend is already at the airport. Your flight is in 4 hours. Your passport has expired. And if your girlfriend leaves for Japan alone, then she will leave. Forever. Period.To those who think they will have a probability to be (for whatever reason) in a similar situation

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-59005812471169512672007-11-21T07:08:00.000+11:002007-11-23T19:12:43.987+11:00

The fooking idiot's passport has fooking expired !!!!!!!!!!!! fooking 1 year ago ~~~~~ !!!!!!!!!!!And he tells me this the night before our flight ~~~~ fook .... !!

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-36224436184791062912007-11-20T12:43:00.000+11:002007-11-20T13:16:53.426+11:00

I will try to blog my daily outings from Japan ...and take lots and lots of pics everyday !!

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-9299017968864544982007-11-07T14:19:00.000+11:002007-11-20T12:42:46.649+11:00

The place I'm working at outsources it's infrastructure to different IT companies.Company A for NetworksCompany B for Data Center facilitiesCompany C for Server \ Domain hosts.... And so on....A very lengthy process needs to be followed to be able to get any one of these outsourcing companies to provision any task for another third party company. On most cases I go about this lengthy process.

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-78017544862820248592007-10-29T00:26:00.000+11:002007-11-01T14:06:47.526+11:00

Friends who are crazy about playing mahjong regardless of whatever time it maybe. (I must admit I'm a bit like that as well).Over the daylight saving weekend -- The weekend which we actually lose an hour of sleep -- Came an offer to host a game of mahjong. Starting at 3am. And as sleepy as I was, I can't believe I said 'Yes'.I was kind of spurred on by the fact that I had been the biggest

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-72897958793932071612007-10-17T17:29:00.000+10:002007-10-18T17:40:55.256+10:00

Ok.. I think I scared quite a few people from my last post. Well.. maybe not scared. But I did end up with a lot of concerned people calling and asking if I was alright or not.Ahhh... the advantages of having an anonymous blog. Oh well... :)This is my venting ground. So expect to read stuff that I may not talk about normally.To those who know me personally, and are reading this. I'm fine

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-80831560595778638832007-10-11T13:53:00.000+10:002007-10-11T16:43:49.655+10:00

I know that being able to actually write this post and put my thoughts down on my blog already puts me into the "I'm-so-having-second-thoughts" category.I guess having to attend to 3 weddings in the past couple of months has really started to put things back in perspective.Its also is the not-so-faint realisation that I'm not exactly getting any younger. (Some of my friends already have kids for

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-84997477594766795752007-10-05T15:09:00.000+10:002007-10-05T15:16:19.690+10:00

You will settle with someone that can steal your heart...but never bother to find that someone who can touch your soul.

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-18825752076641219562007-09-26T09:41:00.000+10:002007-09-26T10:32:41.497+10:00

I haven't neglected my blog. I actually have create several entries which I've kept in 'Draft' mode over the past month.I just never really got around to finishing them off and publishing them.However as the days pass, I look back on those posts now, but I don't feel the same way about those issues now as when I was writing about them. It doesn't make much sense publishing them at the moment.

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-22202787194580848512007-08-29T08:11:00.000+10:002007-08-29T08:31:56.473+10:00

Doesn't really look like there is anything wrong... right ??Well.... not until you try to pick up your coffee cup. You can't. You can only really grip with handle with two fingers. So its too flimsy to be able to hold properly.Not with a full cup of coffee anyway. And don't try to hold it like a mug either. Its way too hot. That little loop handle is too small to even fit your pinky finger inside

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-11511744439713542492007-08-27T09:14:00.000+10:002007-08-27T11:32:19.828+10:00

Heh heh... my high score for today.... 88.886m ... :)Click here to play the gameHow far can you throw ?!

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-46270973509521400542007-08-15T09:08:00.000+10:002007-08-15T09:47:39.749+10:00

For the 3rd day in a row...I woke up by myself ... (no alarms)... at 7.15am today !!!! Whooohoo ~~!!Which means I also got to the office by 9am.Ha !Although .. I still have to work on my time management. I think I must have spent at least 45 mins in the shower this morning. (leaving no time for breakfast). Oh well.... :)I still don't know the secret behind being able to wake up at 7-ish

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-49686665726621927002007-08-09T14:21:00.000+10:002007-08-09T14:43:28.863+10:00

I have 4 ... F-O-U-R... 4 weddings to attend to in the next 5 months.Fook ... I'm going to be so broke. I've also happily accepted the bridesmaid position for 2 out of those 4 upcoming weddings. Which means with the previous 3 times, I'll be putting on a bridesmaid dress for the 5th time. (Starting to get that feeling that everyone around me is getting hitched... )Due to timing constraints, I

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-372600135004998122007-08-07T16:45:00.000+10:002007-08-09T14:21:16.856+10:00

I'm one of those people who has an issue with throwing away food (once I've taken it home). When I insist on eating leftovers, Pete would rather not eat and go downstairs to get a tub of icecream instead. As a result, I have all kinds of leftovers in my fridge at any one time.I have eaten week-old pizzas and beef stir fried ho-fun and found it tastier than it originally was.The last hot pot

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-7957292529858597932007-08-02T14:28:00.000+10:002007-08-02T15:47:03.574+10:00

What started as a bad cough 5 days ago turned to be Pleurisy (according to my doctor).It actually isn't that bad. Well apart from the stabbing pain I feel on my lower-left back area every time I cough. Oh.. and the yucky yellowish stuff I'm coughing up.But then again, I have no one else to blame but myself.I must not go out to drink and party the night away when sick... I must not go out to

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-29474166958893284692007-07-23T08:59:00.000+10:002007-07-24T08:57:02.799+10:00

I'm down in Melbourne for a week in training.Melbourne is freezing cold as usual. So far I've been stuck in the training room for the whole day, and haven't been able to go out to do any retail therapy yet. Depending on how it goes today, I'm going to try and sneak out and atleast get to the chocolate shop. I guess the best thing about being down here is that I get to stay at the Crown Towers.

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-89890357441791819002007-07-16T09:47:00.000+10:002007-07-16T11:00:33.412+10:00

My mobile rang this morning.. I struggled out of bed to pick it up and say "hello".. only to realise it was my alarm going off...(?!?)That was at 6am.1 hr too late.On the other hand, Pete the Genius had somehow set his phone alarm to go off at 5pm instead of 5am.His flight was scheduled for 6.25amAll I can say is that it costs $425 to buy a new ticket at the airport for a flight going from Sydney

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-52455724273243859122007-07-09T18:57:00.000+10:002007-07-11T13:38:11.558+10:00

My flight has been delayed again. Chain of events :9/7/2007- 3pm: Arrive at airport around 3pm to check-in for my scheduled flight for 4.15pm. Got my boarding pass which said I need to see a customer service representative. I ask one of the Qantas personnel who was helping another person at the Self Check-in counters what this means. And she said I will need to line up at the baggage queue

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-27424046278353396582007-07-06T07:42:00.000+10:002007-07-06T08:32:55.437+10:00

I volunteered for the morning shift this morning. (?!)Yeah... I know... the whole 'I'm-not-a-morning-person-issue'. But it actually seemed like the logical thing to do. Mainly because the morning shift guy had been sick for the last two days and didn't sound like he was coming back to work anytime soon. Plus, I had to catch a flight back to Perth this afternoon.Which means if I start early, I

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-21059918672646047952007-07-03T16:10:00.000+10:002007-07-05T11:31:17.727+10:00

In 20 mins I will be interviewing my would-be-manager. Yeah.... my new manager.I say 'would-be' because, he has already been through interviews with senior management, but somehow one of my colleagues from the other team and myself was asked to sit in an interview with him as well.I doubt whatever we have to say after that interview would make a difference.I have still yet to congratulate the HR

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-18552024384342219622007-06-22T11:08:00.000+10:002007-06-29T13:25:01.721+10:00

We went out for dinner with Pete and a buddy of his a couple of nights ago. Pakistani food. Although it was nice, I ended up downing a whole jug of water, a mango Lassi and a can of apple cider. (I'm not exaggerating).I felt like I had set my tongue on fire.As I was quite obviously struggling with the current cuisine, his friend asked him what type of food I liked. Pete looked at me and asked

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-4429720411121996162007-06-19T11:07:00.000+10:002007-06-19T11:52:13.224+10:00

I got to the office by 8.30am... AM... this morning !Since that Sev2 case was lodged, this whole early-to-bed\early riser trial has been put into full speed.I somehow managed to wake up by 6am and get to the office by 7am yesterday.I didn't get out of the office until 8pm. I actually lost count on how many cups of tea and coffee I had.On a totally different note, I had a somewhat interesting

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-55141726896466150232007-06-15T23:21:00.000+10:002007-06-15T23:28:03.419+10:00

Probably been a while since I've neglected this blog for so long. But I have been busy. Damn !@#% busy.My manager has gone holidaying in Japan. And literally left me in a pile of sh-t.Its 11.22pm now, and I'm still in the office. I still have to come in tomorrow (a saturday) for work, and have been nicely asked to be onsite at 7am the coming Monday. I need to bring a pillow into the office...

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-30871849861005685462007-06-08T12:28:00.000+10:002007-06-08T13:34:28.675+10:00

Actually.. I do know what day of my little experiment it is. Its Day 7. But since I ended up going out for drinks with my workmates last night, my regime has been completely screwed.I didn't wake up until 9am this morning. And it was a while yet before I managed to stroll into the office. Must admit though, the sight of Gatorade bottles on nearly every one of my colleagues' desk did put a

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-55308591123657036242007-06-05T09:21:00.000+10:002007-06-05T10:11:07.395+10:00

Day 4Alarm time set: 8.05amTime awake: 7.45amTime Out of Bed: 8.20amTime Reached Office: 9.15amBreakfast: NoneI actually woke up today and just lay there... waiting for my alarm to go off. woot! Jumped out of bed. Then promptly jumped back into bed. sigh.. Winter is definitely not the best time to be trialling this. But I am getting there. :)******************I found

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-60472651117612252392007-06-04T09:33:00.000+10:002007-06-04T09:58:05.020+10:00

Day 3Alarm time set: 8.05amTime Out of Bed: 8.30amTime Reached Office: 9.32amBreakfast: NoneIt was a struggle getting out of bed this morning. I think I snoozed my phone alarm atleast 3 times. I decided to set my alarm 5 mins earlier, but I don't think it made any difference. ***************My weekend was plagued by disappointments. No chicken rice. Socceroos lost. The Terrace

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-83437161544707757162007-06-01T10:41:00.000+10:002007-06-01T13:31:59.423+10:00

Day 2Alarm time set: 8.10amTime Out of Bed: 8.48amTime Reached Office: 9.46amBreakfast: Apple Blackcurrant juiceNot sure if I am getting any better at this. I went to sleep earlier last night, only to wake up at 6.49am. Watched half an episode of Boston Legal, and dozed back off to la-la land. By the time my alarm went off, I felt sleepier than I was at 6.49am. Took me ages to

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-11680336655781178152007-05-31T09:31:00.001+10:002007-05-31T09:42:12.239+10:00

Day 1Alarm time set: 8.10amTime Out of Bed: 8.28amTime Reached Office: 9.29amBreakfast: NoneIts day 1 of my little experiment, and althought I managed to get to the office before 9.30am, I practically yawned all the way here.I maybe half an hour earlier, but I don't feel anymore awake than I was yesterday.Need coffeeeeeeee.....

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-48264666836536367142007-05-30T15:46:00.000+10:002007-05-30T16:45:51.551+10:00

My sleeping pattern has gone completely wacko for the past two weeks.And combine that with winter mornings, I've been waking up at 8.30am, getting out of bed 15 mins later and getting to work around 9.30am.Today, I didn't wake up until 9am. Out of bed by 9.30am, work by 10am. If I keep this up, its only a matter of time before my manager finally cracks, resulting in me having to find another

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-11911457403325187792007-05-23T11:50:00.000+10:002007-05-23T17:07:13.703+10:00

Annual leave !!!I think I have gone through most of my 20 days already. My last pay slip says I have 5.07 days left.Thats not including the 7 days I will be taking for the Osaka trip in November, and the 2 days away while I will be back in Perth for my Granny's b'day during the first week of July.I'll also be back in Perth for my friends-since-highschool buddy's wedding in September. (Trying to

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-73358325138469118912007-05-21T15:33:00.000+10:002007-05-22T16:21:18.221+10:00

It has been a sh-t week.Thursday left at 10pm.Friday left at 11pm.Call outs on Sunday.One power outage and my whole week + weekend ends up screwed.IT equipments don't like power outages. 1 motherboard change and 2 interconnect HBA card changes later, and everything seemed to be up and running. Hardware failures -- I can handle, its the people that get to me.After I got my downtime approved,

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-52404207904880234402007-05-18T11:11:00.000+10:002007-05-18T11:24:19.128+10:00

Question 7 was easy. We are known to eat the only two animals shown on our Coat of Arms. So I just choose the two animals which I knew to be edible. Ha !However, I don't know who was the first Prime Minister of Australia. (I doubt many other Australian do ...)Funny how I would know who was the first President of the United States though.A sample of questions from the 'Aussie Test' can be

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-83711732912182587982007-05-17T09:52:00.000+10:002007-05-17T09:56:20.947+10:00

Why are the Grey Shirts (Cityrail Police) standing outside the ticket gates to check people's tickets after they have passed through the gates ?*smacks forehead**

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-68320159964845209872007-05-15T10:22:00.000+10:002007-05-16T10:51:00.433+10:00

An old friend of mine who dropped by Sydney for a quick 3 day trip left this morning. In true fashion, to reminisce old times, we both decided to go karaoke and have a drink or two last night.A drink or two turned out to be two bottles of Chivas. 750ml Each.We didn't just sit there and skull a bottle each. We aren't that crazy, but my friend did insist we do it just like the good old days. No

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-19042500767113894152007-05-14T10:21:00.000+10:002007-05-14T10:40:40.069+10:00

This probably isn't just a marriage insight. So far I'm able to apply it to all of my previous failed relationships. I'm a sucker for #2. And #3 just doesn't exist. The way I'm going I think I'm doomed to be a spinster for the rest of my life.While we were at a pub last week, I was told by my bf that he will be 'ditching' me (i.e. I will need to find my own ride home), if I didn't leave with

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-25951141401322320402007-05-13T11:05:00.000+10:002007-05-14T10:00:04.022+10:00

I had an incredible run of good luck during last night's poker game.I got away with 3 big bluffs and ended up getting good hits on the River or Turn cards.I can't say I really know how to play poker, I kind of seem to just go in with cards I think are good (when apparently they aren't). Our resident dealer, kept on shaking his head after I took him out by following his 'All in' when I held a Jack

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-71663808075083786242007-05-09T10:07:00.000+10:002007-05-09T10:17:51.179+10:00

One of the budget airlines in Australia had a '2nd ticket for $3 sale' over the weekend, and I managed to get tickets to Osaka ~~~~ !JAPAN !! So for the past two days at work, I've been spending every spare minute researching online about Osaka and what there is to do there and where to stay.Only problem is that I'm not actually flying until late November.. so at the moment I can only drool at

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-37492794632612592972007-05-07T16:16:00.000+10:002007-05-07T17:10:51.003+10:00

I have to remind myself to get out of any future dinner events with his friends in the future.Being ignored by half the table is one thing, but getting looks which makes you feel like a piece of vermin is another thing all together.I shouldn't really be bothered by it. Everytime I do end up meeting with them, I'm usually bored shitless anyway and on most occasions just end up drinking myself

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-61234295570811819182007-05-04T10:24:00.000+10:002007-05-04T10:49:58.107+10:00

Got a call from the big boss just as I sat down to log onto my computer.Luckily I didn't decide to watch the next episode of CSI NY this morning.. otherwise I would have missed the phone call... and be knowingly late.The call was to congratulate me on a job well done. Apparently one of the PMs or Users I was working with, sent him an email commemorating my performance.Its not everyday I receive a

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-84992021034803543872007-05-03T14:26:00.000+10:002007-05-03T14:50:11.016+10:00

Today marks the 3rd month since my last log on to WoW.And with my iCush chair packed away in the store room under the stairs...I can safely say that I have finally been weaned off Warcraft.This however, doesn't mean that we have been going out more than usual. For the past month and a bit, we have been spending our time together watching old TV and Japanese Anime series all over again.For

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-31388952635958516722007-05-01T08:19:00.000+10:002007-05-01T12:27:53.798+10:00

Its been nearly a whole week now since I've been down with my flu.Runny nose and a Cough that just doesn't seem to want to go away.I have officially gone through 3 boxes of Kleenex tissues and 2 rolls of toilet paper.No ... I didn't spend my sick days stuck in a toilet... I had run out of Kleenexes at home and had to turn to toilet paper instead.However I still managed to go out drinking on

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-54077662439733705102007-04-24T10:23:00.000+10:002007-04-24T11:36:56.552+10:00

After my last clustered failover occurred, I lodged a case to the support engineers in the US, in hopes to determine what might have caused the system to panic.After a week of not hearing anything from the support engineer I was working with (he had promised to call me back), I saw this logged into the case notes this morning:--------(S) I tried reaching you at 612 9*** ****, the listed number

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-13842600415309286832007-04-23T11:49:00.000+10:002007-04-23T16:33:04.056+10:00

I hate having to think about what to have for dinner.Most of the time, when Pete askes me what I want for dinner, my usual reply (unless I am craving for something) is.. "I don't know.. what do you want?"... He goes through his list of food choices - to which I ban everyone of them (Dominos and/or KFC is not a type of cuisine). Then he complains that if I wasn't going to go for anything he

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-34685271691036770682007-04-13T09:32:00.000+10:002007-04-13T10:48:50.949+10:00

Yesterday while doing some late night shopping alone, I realised I had been away from home for 5 years and 1 month. The 5 year mark had lapsed, and I didn't even realise it on that day.I'm actually not sure if I had accomplished my 5 year goals -- the ones I had originally made before I jetted off to Singapore.The original list is in my old Filofax diary (does anyone still use Filofax??) back

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-21670961190691215412007-04-11T08:12:00.000+10:002007-04-11T08:23:30.039+10:00

On Jai... Something for you to drool on until the end of this week. :) This dish is actually pretty hard to find in Sydney (especially the good ones). We actually found this at a sandwich bar in Ashfield. Funny thing is that we sat there the whole morning and everyone who came in was ordering the above dish (which they make once every fortnight), and not one sandwich was sold.

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-39844510086983697362007-04-10T09:48:00.000+10:002007-04-11T10:12:38.566+10:00

After sending an email outlining the implementation plans to another department's manager, I got a reply back with only one word."Excellent"And my reply......"Thank you, Mr Burns."---------------------------And No... (in case you are wondering), his surname is not 'Burns'.I think I've watched too many episodes of The Simpsons... And why do my fingers type faster than my brain works !?!? D'oh!

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-19620840862073475902007-04-02T19:13:00.000+10:002007-04-02T20:11:55.891+10:00

Yep. FitnessFirst cancellation HELL. And judging from the information I found on some forums, I am not the first and unfortunately would not be the last one either. My Gym membership is paid monthly. Every month on the first, a direct debit from FitnessFirst would be taken from my credit card account. Having finally made up my mind to quit my gym membership, I went to the nearest FitnessFirst

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-68420321115038930792007-03-30T11:46:00.000+10:002007-03-30T12:38:20.761+10:00

I've been craving for fluffy, deep golden chips ever since I got back from Perth. Well, actually I'm only craving for the chips at Blue Duck Cafe in Cottesloe.But given that is a good 5 hours flight away, I will need to find a place in Sydney instead to satisfy my fluffy potato chips craving.Chips, Wedges (with or without sourcream and chilli) .. are my comfort food. When I used to get stressed

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-81917127536254918132007-03-27T10:27:00.000+10:002007-03-30T17:50:44.326+10:00

I got another phone call from him this morning. Telling me that somewhere in Singapore (where is his right now), there is this road that reminds him of Perth. Reminded him of our time together and how much he misses the care-free life back when we were all studying in Uni.He sounded drunk.And I told him so.For the past month that I have been receiving these sporadic calls, I've tried to play

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-50633691181884092872007-03-23T09:35:00.000+11:002007-03-23T15:16:35.536+11:00

During dinner at home last night....."You know when you were back in Perth.. I was eating only steam rice with soy sauce and chilli everynight""Huh? Oh you poor thing....I'll cook more often... ok?""But it was so yummy..hehe..""...... ?!!??!"Somebody is going to be eating only steam rice with soy sauce and chilli at home for a long long time.

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-373739312783807022007-03-19T09:18:00.000+11:002007-03-19T10:36:16.889+11:00

My mother is in town.-- The End --Just kidding... its not 'the end' .. although that sentance above can definitely be my 'picture to a thousand words' for this post.I spent the night before cleaning and vacuuming until 3am. (Although we did have a game of mahjong in between). And yet the first thing she said when she came in was, "Girl.. you should really clean your apartment up a bit ... so

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-78579626736787303062007-03-13T21:27:00.000+11:002007-03-13T22:04:51.339+11:00

Some pics I took with my SE K800 while I was back home in Perth.This one is at my favorite place... Cottesloe Beach. I can probably sit here the whole day.. :)

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-73417317883593031562007-03-12T21:06:00.000+11:002007-03-13T22:10:48.072+11:00

In my opinion, this place has the best Vietnamese Pork Roll in Sydney. This place is so good that no matter what time I go to pick up a $3.50 pork roll - it is always packed. Which means you have to line up. Something that you don't usually see in Sydney, unless you are lining up to get into a night club.Presenting... Hong Ha in Mascot. Or quite simply the 'Pork Roll Place'. Everyone in front of

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-80566627317387045802007-03-06T16:23:00.000+11:002007-03-06T17:24:44.497+11:00

I've been so busy for the past few days that I feel like I'm running around, resembling somewhat of a mad chook with my head half chopped off.. Its not a nice sight.Today I have spent most of my time travelling between two datacenters trying to get my system back online. Properly online.One of my filers 1/2 failed yesterday, luckily the other cluster kicked in. And now I know a bit more (than

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-34386031339598012132007-02-22T09:57:00.000+11:002007-02-23T12:32:12.064+11:00

Armed with a cabin bag and 6 boxes of Apple Strudel, I made a dash to my boarding gate with 5 minutes to spare. Earlier on, I had pleaded with the lady at the check-in counter to let me pass. (The Qantas Auto check-in terminals had already rejected my attempt to print out my boarding pass - it said 'flight was closed').Closed ?!? I still had 20 mins to spare ~!!!Its a domestic flight ! I once

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-67969916699319604872007-02-18T06:58:00.000+11:002007-02-19T21:40:26.370+11:00

Second day back at home, and I realised one of my old drinking buddies passed away. Suicide. Seems kind of ironic, especially since that during my last trip back home, he was the one that took me back home when I was drunk, and left a sms on my phone saying 'Life is short, live it to the fullest, don't waste it away getting drunk'.And I had replied... 'Getting drunk was my way to get away... my

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-13896767863357131352007-02-14T10:05:00.000+11:002007-02-15T13:23:17.232+11:00

Happy Valentines to you all !~!!To my dear girlfriends.... May you all get showered with flowers, chocolates, prezzies and lots of love ~~ ! :)-------------------We've never really celebrated Valentines Day. (Although, secretly I know that I wouldn't mind if my other half suddenly decides to turn into a romantic). But I know he just isn't the type. Last year was our 1st year Valentines Day

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-81394582372865081432007-02-13T11:08:00.000+11:002007-02-14T15:55:01.938+11:00

One of my friends sent me a link which lets you create your own South Park character. Its pretty cool... These were mine..Just wouldn't seem right without a bottle of beer... :P 10 secs later... a few guns, ciggie, splash of blood and some wings..(Right... getting a little bit carried away here...)Final product...Ta-daaa... Feeling a bit d-e-s-t-r-u-c-t-i-v-e ~~!?Feeling a bit destructive is

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-64859237085812995142007-02-12T09:57:00.000+11:002007-02-12T10:17:47.126+11:00

-----Original Message-----From: Console Svc Account Sent: Saturday, 10 February 2007 8:07 AMSubject: EventLog ErrorEvent Type: errorComputer Name: **********005Event Code: 4111Source Name: cpqasm2Time Written: 2/10/2007 8:06:24 AMCategory: 0Message: Environment Abnormality Auto Shutdown (EAAS) initiated due to thermal reasons, either resulting from the system overheating, or from the loss of

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-4763548503449689772007-02-08T09:42:00.000+11:002007-02-08T11:38:23.610+11:00

I had a typical Monday morning, breakfast, coffee, clearing up my escalation queue, lunch, work on new cases, coffee, follow-up existing cases, 5pm - Go home.Tuesday, same kind of thing except I cleared up everything by 10am (I got into work around 9.15am) and so was left staring at my screen twiddling my thumbs by 10.15am. By 11am, I had finish reading through all the stories I could click on

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-64818843861460509812007-02-02T11:34:00.000+11:002007-02-02T11:43:11.966+11:00

Another Friday morning meeting. Another morning wasted.I felt like ripping up the requirements in front of the client and telling him that he is out of his mind.This is what happens when you let a technically competent client design his own solution.It never works.Let me explain. The client who is technically competent. Is also a person who only knows an overview of the technology employed by

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-44271785535522170452007-02-01T09:13:00.000+11:002007-02-01T09:42:57.053+11:00

For the past two weeks my manager and me have both been trying to out-do each other by seeing who would be the later one to come into the office.It is all unintentional.Really depends on what time I end up getting out of my bed and at what time I decide to get out of the apartment to go catch my train to work. And then after that, if I decide to go get some breakfast before showing up in the

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-33569003288390565182007-01-29T10:25:00.000+11:002007-01-29T15:58:24.047+11:00

Pete picked up my arm and said.... "hehe... its Medium - Rare.. "My reply... "No dear.... It's Medium - Well Done."We went fishing over the long weekend, which subsquently left me with severe sunburn all over my arms, shoulders, face.... and my neck. Damn .. Painful.I thought about taking some photo evidence posting some of them online, but then I didn't want to gross you guys out with pictures

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-4301644086500982382007-01-23T10:06:00.000+11:002007-01-23T10:04:45.271+11:00

(Click on image to view larger version)That is so true... only with the current project I am working on.. the client expected something like this:(Image courtesy of www.usa.worldweb.com)

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-56260011247523624012007-01-21T10:50:00.000+11:002007-01-21T11:09:29.001+11:00

Why is it always the weekend when you have to go to work that they decide to do track works on your trainline ?And why is it also that on the weekend that I have to go into work, when the building maintenence people decide to service the airconditioning systems !? And why must they do it on a sweltering-35°C-Day ?!?

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-11983272492418515562007-01-18T10:34:00.000+11:002007-01-18T11:06:57.872+11:00

Because my drinking buddy friend (Mr D) is back in town from Hong Kong, I've been spending the last two nights roaming from pub to club with him. The previous night I was finally let go to go home at 1.30am, last night however, I didn't get to leave until 3.30am. Which is all fine on a weekend, but last night was a Wednesday, and unlike him, who is happily enjoying his holiday, I have to get up

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-24042589409705757802007-01-15T13:16:00.000+11:002007-01-15T13:29:27.319+11:00

Progress report on my New Years Resolutions:Save enough money to buy investment property - On scheduleVisit Gym Once a week - None (will attempt again this week)Eat more healthy food - Fast food count for the past week: KFC (1), Hungry Jacks (1), Dominos (2), Bacon & egg sandwiches (3?)Drink less alcohol - Drunk count: when I couldn't remember how I got home (1), Beers remembered being

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-49712844150492415092007-01-08T10:28:00.000+11:002007-01-15T12:51:32.649+11:00

As a daughter, I did the unforgivable on the weekend -- I had forgotten to call my daddy on his birthday.And before anyone starts to sound like my mother, who gave me a call the next morning to tell me I had forgotten my daddy's birthday... I had my reasons.For one, my daddy likes to follow the chinese calendar for his birthday. For those who don't know, the chinese calendar (also called the

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-29653871185568022672007-01-04T09:35:00.000+11:002007-01-04T12:36:35.391+11:00

I think Pete's friends learnt one thing over the News Years period, and that is to never entrust their house keys with him. You might recall this former post about our short term memory (see. Forgetful We)Heres what happened...Before going on holidays Pete's friend - Mr BG entrusted his spare keys to Pete so that he can go over and make sure the contents of his house still exist, air out the

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-82601529602167430422007-01-03T09:49:00.000+11:002007-01-05T14:22:03.618+11:00

Just to re-cap.. These were mine for 2006:Drink less alcohol (try to keep it to only once a week)Do more exercise (more than twice a week ~ 1 hr per session)Spend less money (must not use more than 50% of monthly earnings)I think I did achieve some of the above. Drink less alcohol -- I think on most weeks, I kept it to a once weekly ritual only. With only a handful of times when I woke up the

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-53355269970243965052006-12-29T12:16:00.000+11:002007-01-02T15:04:58.213+11:00

Saw this from LMD .... Not sure how accurate this is ... but hey.. I was bored.. :P

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-34210412743426008232006-12-27T09:57:00.000+11:002006-12-27T11:12:50.416+11:00

Christmas celebrations are finally over, and I'm already back in the office. Although there really isn't much people here. Some 'No-Shows' and even my manager decided to call in sick for the day. Which means I could probably go shopping now (yes.. shopping) ... But since I only just got here, I might as well stay for a bit.For some reason, something always dies (in the data center) when I

Lishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15587057107123411280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081208.post-63790392496240427922006-12-25T23:34:00.000+11:002006-12-27T09:56:50.154+11:00

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year Everyone ~~~~ !

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