Sunday, December 20, 2009
This is why I'm getting fat (Dinner)
A month of MIA and now three entries in just one day... I'm finally getting back on my feet.
Yumi got poked
Poke, poke, today is the day Yumi got poked by needles again.Much to our (more of mine) relief, her blood test came back negative for heartworm. Has place order for her Interceptor tabs.
Following that, she got poked yet again, this time for a rabies jab.
The vet was happy that our gal is so "healthy" that she has no problem what so ever when she tried to pinch the canine for fats to inject the shot. Yes, our gal is in fact overly "healthy" in the field of body fats, so much so she might need to go on diet soon.
Just outside the vet's was this lil pup for adoption, its overpowered with cuteness and I couldn't resist taking out my digital cam.
Changes
This space has been due for a face lift for more than a year, its only now that I've managed to get any sorta motivation to start some work. Am still trying to come up with a decent banner to go with it, and the pain of going through the previous entry to move all those photos that are outta alignment.
I've got another three days to complete the spring cleaning in amidst of all my errands. Hope all goes well. Nope, no photos for now (another load piling up on my memory cards), maybe later tonight perhaps?
I've got another three days to complete the spring cleaning in amidst of all my errands. Hope all goes well. Nope, no photos for now (another load piling up on my memory cards), maybe later tonight perhaps?
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Truly peek a boo
Just another ordinary day (almost), interrupted by an uninvited guest, clearing the drying rack and out jumped this fat gecko.
As much as it managed to scare the daylight outta me, I'm pretty sure he suffered even more.
Jumping off the kitchen counter and landed with a pretty loud "splat", that fella is now hiding under my stack of garbage bag.
I'll leave him alone to reflect on his misconduct (more like I'm too much of a wimp to chase it away), before I get Cow to send him packing.
As much as it managed to scare the daylight outta me, I'm pretty sure he suffered even more.
Jumping off the kitchen counter and landed with a pretty loud "splat", that fella is now hiding under my stack of garbage bag.
I'll leave him alone to reflect on his misconduct (more like I'm too much of a wimp to chase it away), before I get Cow to send him packing.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Moto GP Nightmare
To describe my weekend, it would just be a bucketful of swear words. That's not one sentence without the F-word the whole 50 mins spent trying to get outta the bloody carpark on Sunday.
Where did I go? To one of the MotoGT down at the circuit. The preliminary on Saturday went through like a breeze, the crowd I would say as compared to Sunday was nothing. When it comes to the actual day, only one word to describe, CHAOS. The poor management, the lousy logistics, even down to the cleanliness of the place just left me with a very bad experience.
In terms of cleanliness, ... went to the ladies and thought it might be my lucky day coz there's only one cubicle left. To my disgust, the toilet bowl was filled with faeces. Fine, I gave it a flush. Further horror,... the by product started oozing out and flooding the tiny space, I had to crawl up the tiny enclosure like I'm the next casting for spiderman,.... GROSS!!!
Queuing up for food and drinks is a nightmare. There's no shelter for the customer under the scotching sun, and even more unfortunate for me, it started pouring when I was queueing for food. Since I'm next, I had to stand there under the rain while the sellers rush to keep their merchandises before serving me. The walk back to the end stand just made me hate the management even more, there's no straight shelters that I could use to walk back. Yes there are temp shelters which I can take, but that means I've to wait till the weather spares mercy (which the rain might not stop till the end of the race). Since I'm already drenched, running back to the stand seemed a better option.
Right,... back at the stand, cold and wet, grab the spare cardi in my haversack and headed to the ladies once again to change outta my wet clothes. Went to the cubicle next to that horrible one which I mentioned earlier (there's only 3 cubicles per toilet in that stand). Disgusted again coz there's just chunks of POO everywhere,... on the wall as well as the flooring... Left with no choice, I started changing, making sure I do not touch any part of the wall. Went out to have my food,.... and saw this brown thingy on my knee... the Cow though it was mud from running back in the rain,... but I knew better.........................
After the race, headed back to the carpark to get outta the damn place. Some (plural) mutha *BEEP* *BEEP* SOB decided to park where ever the hell they please. Some places the cars were stacked 3 deep with no means of getting out, basically everyone was blocking everyone else in. So its not as if we could leave if 1 of the arseholes turned up, we had to wait till every mutha *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* came back before anyone could leave. The peeps being trapped I would say its like 40- 50 cars? (could be more). Yes, peeps started getting frustrated, we have to wait till all those *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* arseholes decided to find the auspicious time they wanted to leave then we can go..... *BEEEEEEEEEEEEP*
50mins,... that's how long after the race we had to wait till those bastards returned to their cars... bear in mind that it took us 5 mins to park up.
Out on the main road, the first lane was taken up by taxis and mini buses waiting for their passengers, third lane were parked up cars. AND SOME *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* driver stopped and parked his bloody coach in centre of the middle lane!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Never again over my dead body would I turn up for next year's race!!!!
Where did I go? To one of the MotoGT down at the circuit. The preliminary on Saturday went through like a breeze, the crowd I would say as compared to Sunday was nothing. When it comes to the actual day, only one word to describe, CHAOS. The poor management, the lousy logistics, even down to the cleanliness of the place just left me with a very bad experience.
In terms of cleanliness, ... went to the ladies and thought it might be my lucky day coz there's only one cubicle left. To my disgust, the toilet bowl was filled with faeces. Fine, I gave it a flush. Further horror,... the by product started oozing out and flooding the tiny space, I had to crawl up the tiny enclosure like I'm the next casting for spiderman,.... GROSS!!!
Queuing up for food and drinks is a nightmare. There's no shelter for the customer under the scotching sun, and even more unfortunate for me, it started pouring when I was queueing for food. Since I'm next, I had to stand there under the rain while the sellers rush to keep their merchandises before serving me. The walk back to the end stand just made me hate the management even more, there's no straight shelters that I could use to walk back. Yes there are temp shelters which I can take, but that means I've to wait till the weather spares mercy (which the rain might not stop till the end of the race). Since I'm already drenched, running back to the stand seemed a better option.
Right,... back at the stand, cold and wet, grab the spare cardi in my haversack and headed to the ladies once again to change outta my wet clothes. Went to the cubicle next to that horrible one which I mentioned earlier (there's only 3 cubicles per toilet in that stand). Disgusted again coz there's just chunks of POO everywhere,... on the wall as well as the flooring... Left with no choice, I started changing, making sure I do not touch any part of the wall. Went out to have my food,.... and saw this brown thingy on my knee... the Cow though it was mud from running back in the rain,... but I knew better.........................
After the race, headed back to the carpark to get outta the damn place. Some (plural) mutha *BEEP* *BEEP* SOB decided to park where ever the hell they please. Some places the cars were stacked 3 deep with no means of getting out, basically everyone was blocking everyone else in. So its not as if we could leave if 1 of the arseholes turned up, we had to wait till every mutha *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* came back before anyone could leave. The peeps being trapped I would say its like 40- 50 cars? (could be more). Yes, peeps started getting frustrated, we have to wait till all those *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* arseholes decided to find the auspicious time they wanted to leave then we can go..... *BEEEEEEEEEEEEP*
50mins,... that's how long after the race we had to wait till those bastards returned to their cars... bear in mind that it took us 5 mins to park up.
Out on the main road, the first lane was taken up by taxis and mini buses waiting for their passengers, third lane were parked up cars. AND SOME *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* driver stopped and parked his bloody coach in centre of the middle lane!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Never again over my dead body would I turn up for next year's race!!!!
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
Sunday, October 04, 2009
New Nestlings
Paid my dear couple friend, Mel and Kerin, a visit when I was back home. Congrats to the proud home owners, they have found themselves a great place to start their family in. Hope I can find time out for their wedding dinner next year.
Shame I din't bring my dslr back this trip, hence unable to take shots of the interior. It's only then I really appreciated my wide angle lens.
Shame I din't bring my dslr back this trip, hence unable to take shots of the interior. It's only then I really appreciated my wide angle lens.
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