The Gnomes Made Me Do It!

Completely ignore my ramblings in previous post.
Anyway, a couple of days ago, Thursday night, the bosses of Two Oceans Films were feeling particularly generous and decided to give their staff and spouses a big treat at MORTONS OF CHICAGO.
MORTONS!
(The only other time I've ever been to the very ATAS place was with the folks where we ushered in 2003)
If any of your are steak purists...and have been spending the better part of your life searching for the perfect steak, well, I highly recommend you all take a (expensive) trip to Mortons at the Oriental hotel.
It was an interesting night, lots of fantastic food and odd conversations.
If anything, I think it offered some reprive from the unrelenting madness that had eveyone in a flurry for a good month and a half.

Dez, The director Warren and I had these massive Porterhouse steaks, which apparently is a combination of NY strip and T-Bone.
We all had smoked salmon, oysters, asparagus, scallops and oinion bread for starters.
The bosses ordered two lobsters of bovine proportions for everyone to share and we finished it off with....
CHEESECAKE FROM THE BRONX! (hahah..God knows it's probably made by these 2 elderly ladies in em mama papa type shops. Anyway, Warren said it was lovely) as well as lemon souffle, Godiva chocolate cake (Gives lana cakes a run for their money) and berries of every concievable type served with brandied whipped cream.


Dez being his mad self


Spazzing from the Godiva chocolate cake


Odd conversations all round

And! To top it all off, his female boss paid for our tickets to Linkin Park!

Yesterday was spent nursing baby.
Went down to SGH to have his hand set in a cast.


Curious Rabbit


Hurry up already!


The very kind and patient senior nurse Sozlan that had to put up with baby's bad jokes :)


Yay! All bandaged and ready to go!


Ardous fagging days ahead!

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It's been a completely SHITE Sunday.
Dezzo smashed his right hand, fractured two bones just beneath his knuckles.
Saw the X-ray, it does'nt look pretty.
Was supposed to meet Gary for Dinner but was too much of a worm to do so.
Sorry Gary!

Went to the A&E at 11.30 and just got back not too long ago.
He has to go for surgery to insert metal rods for support before they cast his arm up.

I am feeling rather grumpy.
And mom bumped into the dreaded EX today at popular.
It's been, what. a good 2 over years!
In any case, it's good to hear that he's working and doing well.
Sad that we could'nt remain friends.
Oh Well!

I feel like getting out of this shit hole.

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"Eats, shoots and leaves" is a guide book on punctuation.
It's pretty funny, and quite useful too.

Example of how punctuation can change the ENTIRE meaning of a sentence.

Woman, without her man, is nothing
Woman: without her, man is nothing

"Tell me that's not the coolest shit you've read!"
-Gary

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The hair-fucken-stylist below my apartment completely fucked up my hair 2 days ago.
I told her I wanted to trim my fringe, she cut it ram rod straight.
My father said I look like an obese cleopetra.
So my mother, bless her kind soul, brought me to HER stylist to rectify the catastrophe.
Now!
Auntie Lina has been her stylist for 20 years.
Needless to say, she's still stuck in the 1970s, where fashion went completely wrong.
I should have followed my gut instincts and told mom no.
She layered the clump,
snipped it shorter,
and by God! I'm worse off then when I began.

Please refrain from laughing when I do see you.
My fragile ego cannot take much more.

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I finally got to see Linkin Park in the flesh!
They were AWESOME!
Tho Chester was sporting a really awful haircut.

Call them what you may.
Boy band.
Commercialized Rock Scum.
Linkin Park saw me through tough times in Australia.

The concert was Rocking!
By Singaporean standards, I think crowd did ok.
Tho' I don't think the folk here understand the concept of an ENCORE.
No one was making any noise.
Nada
Zilch
Just one Dezzo behind me flailing his arms madly, shouting, screaming.

He likens concerts to "One big Karaoke"
Dez "I mean, we've heard their songs a million times over, and here we are singing along. it's just One Big Karaoke!"
I can't say I don't concur

I hope they bring Marilyn down.
Now would'nt that be fun.


Stage set up


Mr. Mike Shinoda belting out classical on the keyboard


Happy Campers


Tired happy campers

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Hi Everyone.
Say Hi to George.
The Funny Bunny.
Super Hero extraordinaire.

George peers out curiously onto the road, puzzled as to why the common folk don't wear capes and orbit round the sun.

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I have been catching up girlfriends of late.
A girl's day out is amazingly Theraputic

Saturday- Spa Day!
My friend Siew Ling had an official opening of her Spa and nail boutique.
YES! If any of you need Mani and Pedicures!
88 CLUB STREET!- Nails Resort
Went down with Shifaa and Laita for finger food and drinks.
We met up with Sharon, who works across the road, for MORE drinks.
Then it was off to Wheelock for decadent mud pies and more girle goss.

Sunday- Spa Day Continues
Mom and I took to ferry to Batam where we spent an entire day pampering ourselves with a full body aromatherapy massage.
This was followed by an intensive cream treatment for our hair and head, back, shoulders and arm massage.
We left with jelly legs from complete and utter relaxation.

Monday- SPG Day
Janice was in town, so Sharon and I suggested going to East Coast for Seafood.
Shaz brought along these 2 American airforce pilots. Patrick and Eric.
It was Good fun.
I'm usually not into the whole SPG scene but I actually throughly enjoyed myself.
(I think I'm a closet case :)
Patrick is a Doctor by profession and Eric's and aeronautical Engineer.
Stimulating converstation followed by drink at the Hyatt after.

Tuesday- Cousin Day
Cousin Bernie and I had dinner after I got off from CommuniAsia.
Had first Thai followed by drinks at New Asia Bar at the Swissotel.
The view from New Asia is breathtaking.
We did a Lost in Translation and sat on a cleopetra-like sofa next to the floor to celing windows, which gave us a magical birds eye view of the city landscape.
With our full plate of strawberries and cream, Caipirina and Sour Apple Martini,
we chatted the night away.

Wednesday- Superlatives' Day
Christine had the day off, so we had lunch at Sake Sushi at Wheelock.
Talk, talk, talk....about her wedding plans, decorations, seating arrangements.
Borders for a quick book/magazine browse.
Progressed on to Far East for a spot of shopping, stopping by a hair salon so she could blow her hair straight and I could neaten up my bangs.
Home.
Called Pam up for a chat.
(Which was cut short, cause Dad called from Sabah for mom, and the old foggies were at it for a good 45mins.)
I MISS YOU PAM!
Will call again soon!

Pictures from Saturday!!


Shifaa and her NEW CAR!


Girls having a laugh at the Spa


Shifaa at Indochine


Laita and Jo at Inodchine


MUD PIE!

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Roy was born and raised in Sydney.
Roy is my Uni mate.
Roy was the only one who made it to Biochemistry honours.
Roy used to give us pristine chronologically arranged lecture notes.
Roy sent us pictures today.
Roy made me smile.
Here is Roy and his pictures.


This is Roy


This is his pencil graveyard


This is the most interesting part of his thesis (according to him)


This is his stuffed animal taking a dump

Posted by sideshowjo at 1:47 am | Permalink | Comments

OMG!
I just checked my e-mail.
YAHOO Mail is now giving its users 100MB of storage space!
Fan-fucking-tastic!
Gone are the days where the memory bar shows red/yellow!
YAY YAHOO!

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Am off on another project.
A communications events held at the Singapore Expo.
I have to play nanny/secretary to an Italian Ambassador.
Tomorrow till Friday.
I told the girl "But I don't know shorthand! No secretarial skill whatsoever!"
She just said "NEHMIND! You got degree. Good in english. OK." in her high piched nasal voice.
Well, don't blame me if I mis-send his mistresses e-mail to his wife.

Posted by sideshowjo at 11:50 pm | Permalink | Comments

The case of the great hair phenomenon

I have'nt grown my hair in ages and only in the last 2 years have I polished up on patience and let the darn thing grow past the in between stage.
Thank you everyone (Especially Pam who had to put up with me screaming "I AM GOING TO CUT MY HAIR NOW!!" whist making a Beeline for Blue Star hair salon in chainatown and her pulling me back going "No Jo..." in her soothing wise tone) who stopped me from lopping of the undesirable ball of neither here nor there mess.

But lately, it seems as if I'm molting.
I feel like an alsatian having a bad attack of fleas.
I'M MOLTING!
Hair everywhere, and when i comb after shower, they literally fall off 10-15 strands at a time (yes I counted).
I'M BALDING!

Help.
Is this normal?
Those Yun Nam hair regrowth adverts are starting to really stand out now.

Or perhaps I should just banish the idea of having long flowy tresses and just chop it off, adopting the short spikiness that I've head all these years.
ARHHHHHHHHH!
Help!

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I AM PROUD TO ANNOUNCE THAT I WENT FOR MY VERY FIRST OIL PAINTING CLASS!
YAY!
So So stoked.
It was a really good lesson.
Edmund had this promotional offer from DBS MC2 credit card that entitled him and a friend to 4 lessons at $75. Dirt cheap!
So we rocked up to this lady's house, Cynthia's, at holland village.
Edmund brought along his friend.
So the 3 of us went there not knowing what to expect.

She actaully converted on of em small terrace houses into a art studio.
Quiet impressive.
The calibre of the students whos works we saw..were simply WICKED!
There was this one painting by a 9 year old!
Fucking brilliant.

Anyway, we started off doing charcoal sketching today,
brought my piece home to work on it.
We also outlined our subject on canvas for next weeks painting.
I chose a close up of a traditional white lily.
Yes yes, boring old Jo.
I love lilies!

Quite technical, lots of shading but nothing compared to what Edmund chose.
A landscape of a running stream with a forest backdrop.
Next week should be interesting.

Saw this at Crystal Jade.
I met the bravest crab today.
He was clawing his way out of the tank, and actaully succeded and got half of his body out.
WHAT A CRAB!

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I really hate it when people say:
"FINISHING SOON!"
"SHOULD BE QUICK"
"AH VERY FAST ONE!"
"WILL BE THERE SOON"
"SHOULD'NT BE TOO LATE!"

Its a pathetic attempt to try and quell your waiting friend/partner/family member's impatience.
But is all BLUFF!
Will be there soon= I just left my house, rushing to hail a cab now, I'm sorry but you'll just have to wait, dipshit.

I can't say that I have'nt been guilty of this disgusting behavior.
The things is, I've been brought up having punctuality inculcated into my puny 7 year old brain by my militant mother.
But through the years, I realise that her careful upbringing has been fruitless.

Taking cues from
a) Housemate who is perpectually 1 hour late
b) Secondary school friends who arrive 2 hours late (imagine the days of pagers! us furiously alphanumerically texting them messages on pay phones)
c) Friends arriving late for parties
d) Late dinner guests at weddings

I've learnt...why should I give a flying fuck?
They however are not to be blamed.
My nonchalent demeanor has played a huge part in my failing value system.

And not give a damn I have.
Yet I feel really annoyed when people are'nt punctual.
Yep, Double standards you say.
Somewhat self righteous and selfish.

Rectify.
Rectify I shall.

I will now resolve to be ON TIME!
Don't give me your bullshit excuses.
It's either you make it or you don't.
Let's all make a concerted effort to be punctual.

Posted by sideshowjo at 11:22 pm | Permalink | Comments

......and it's a WRAP!
It's over!

I just got back.
All nice and showered.
Took many pictures with the lomo.
Exhausted.
Will write more.
For now I shall leave you with 2 shots that I took with my sony ericsson.
Badly taken,
but it was magical on that beach.


The Sunset


Director filming with hand held camera

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