The Gnomes Made Me Do It!

"What Christmas spirit?" I spat as I stood in line waiting for my presents to be wrapped 2 days ago. Today as we squeezed though the madness that is Orchard Rd, frantically doing our very last minute shopping, he turned to me and said "I can't wait to go to church and get out of this." I blinked and nodded, knowing how right he was. Screw this consumerism, the advertorials, the bright lights, the brain washing monkey juice.

As I sat in church today, waiting for the familiar tune of Silent Night signifying the start of the celebration, it felt right. Not the party we just had at home, not the gifts, not the copious amounts of cullinary delights, not the company or lack of. Christ came down to share humanity so that we could share his divinity. Merry Christmas all, and I hope you all find your own spirit of Chirstmas.

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You know you've got serious gnome issues when friends start addressing presents to your gnome and you.

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I just got back from babysitting and supper.
WTF you say?
WTF I say!
This is how I spent my Wednesday Night.
In the suite of a hotel looking after 2 gorgeous, well behaved, well mannered 4 and 6 year old french boys.


If you ever get the chance, please buy your own hotel, become GM and stay in the hotel.
Fresh sheets and towels everyday, 24 room service. Fresh Pine tree for Christmas with fresh christmas flowers


Fresh flowers daily on your hotel provided oak study table


Entire suite with kitchen, walk in wardrobe, state of the art entertainment system and personal chamber maid. Pure domestic bliss.
What more could you ask for?

Maybe a YSL wallet!


It's gothic, it gorgeous, it costs an arm and a leg and it's all mine for christmas! MUAHAHAHAH! Thank you daddy.

And maybe and pair of Tang + Co shoes that also cost an arm and a leg. Thank you Munkey.


With embossed soles. Oh Lordy!


I could never afford to buy these puurtee things for myself and I truly am grateful for them. Truly.

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Australia threads on very thin ice when it comes to Racial Tolerance, the entire social infrastucture is held together by cheap glue which snaps everytime it's tapped lightly.

Geezes my mother just interrupted with a 1 min lecture on how I should eat more fruits and veg if not I will get cancer and die. great. I have lost my train of thought and this shall just have to wait. Urg. off to the gym.

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Mom just went all rabid cause the washing machine pipe just burst and we had an old faithful in the outdoor cook area. Urgh. I don't like to be home on a sunday when she's not out playing mahjong. Years apart have done wonders for our relationship and we are alot closer now thanks to the lack of physical proximity and I do appreciate both mom and dad alot more now. But! I detest it when she gets rabid over domestic things and I want to run far far away.

Maybe I'll hop on a bus and go take some photos like I said I would.
I have also decided, should I ever again decide to give my love so freely, I will be alot more frugal with the luuurve. Someone loyal, kind, compassionate, simple and with minimal baggage (can't say no cause we each carry our samsonite sized one). Gone are the days of frivolous mindless fun.

It's time to grow up Jo.

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Christmas Muffin Plan, Aborted.
My maid has diarrhoea, I have diarrhoea, lucky my parents smart and have never eaten my cakes again after I tried to kill my father by lovingly making him a cake when aged 7, with the oven on self cleaning mode.

No time to test out oven and proportions of ingredients.
It was fun while it lasted.
On to plan B.

Note to self: Stop trying feign Domestic Goddessness.

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Girlie Madness Ahead, Puke factor: 5
I just got back from Badger's wedding.
It felt so good seeing all the girls.
Oh I miss the days of 'ol, the office was indeed a glorious place.
Another time another place, everything would be just as perfect.

Some measly pictures from the phone.




After the estrogen madness and talking about hair, men and bling, the drummer duo brought me to Harry's for Jazz and beer and the night ended off great with a guest apperance.

Thank you drummer duo

Introduced drummer gurl to badger through yoga and apparently dummer boy and badger's hubby were old JC mates and hence they were at the wedding too. I love it when friends all come together. It's fun. Everyone start introducing your friends to friends please.

Tomorrow is muffin baking day.
Whoop.
Good luck to my royal taster.

PS:

Don't you just hate it when your liner gets all runny and smudgy. Punk rock wasn't the look I was going for. I think I'm going to switch to liquid.

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I've never bothered to do up my desktop, y' know, download wall papers, icons, more widgits (spelling?) and all that shebang because I am lazy (ref: 4th of Dec), and like to be spoon fed. So unless someone hands me all the wallpapers and icons all nicely packaged in a CD of some sort I would not bother, no actually, I would not even bother then, someone has to physically do it for me so I just have to open my laptop and everything would be beautifool. So, my desktop as always been in a constant state of disarray with Scarlett Johannson, face almost covered with folders everywhere staring at me for the past year.

Now that I can ask no one about my mac woes, I have learnt not to be so lazy. Our survival instinct kicks in out of necessity. Have learnt to patiently read help pages and figure things out slowly.

The new desktop

To acheive this, I had to learn how to obtain a screen grab to get this image from www.bjork.com, open image in photoshop, crop, convert to jpeg. Icons were downloaded from iconfactory and read some random help page to learn how to change icons.

It looks and sounds like child's play but wow, it's a leetle accomplishment for me.
Thank goodness for the internet.

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Tired from doing jack all!
Slept in on Saturday, Church, Christmas shopping with mom and Dad
Sunday morning Yoga with Drummer gurl, Lunch at Dubliner's with Psychic Sonny, cycling attempt with the Brisbane folk which turned into a Gourge fest at East Coast hawer centre. Food's crap! Chomp Chomp and Newton win hands down, followed by Perhaps Love which was a WASTE OF TIME AND MONEY I FEEL STUPID AFTER WATCHING IT TAKASHE WHATEVER HIS NAME COULD NOT EVEN REDEEM THE SHOW FROM THE DEPTHS OF ALL TIME CRAPPY MOVIES. Bah!
Yoga this morning with drummer gurl, lunch with the duo followed by trip to astrologer! Tonight, caroling with mother and the crows at the Red Cross home with salvation in the form of Drummer duo coming to join me and then off for chocolate supper after.

I like december.
Everyone's always in such a festive mood.
Play time.
Home made muffins for everyone this christmas because I am poor and hence you shall all have muffins. Sorry.

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I'm really really really irritated (plus i'm PMSing. Wowser!)
After solving the word quitting on me problem, it's now Safari's turn. I'm really really really really really pissed.
Take turns why don't all of you.
Then blogger take forever to load, and safari quits on me again. AGAIN!!!!!

Earlier in the day, I rang up the most popular educational representative for people looking to further their studies in Australia. I had already sent the rep in charge 2 e-mails this week, with no reply. The place is just run so unprofessionally. I had to find out from my unreliable rep that he was no longer my rep and had passed the case on to this bumbling baffoon with poor phone skills and who can't articulate himself properly. Now he can't locate my application and has not been keeping track. This is my career path all of you are playing with, morons. The only reason I applied through them in the first place is because the previously mentioned unreliable rep said he knew the admissions officer personally and this would help expedite the whole process.

What's the moral of the story?
Don't rely on anyone but yourself because people don't give a shit about your sob story.

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G'day.
Thank you for the post dinner dinner, the dessert and the chat and the sharing of visions and the showcase of photos and the wonderful company and for pulling me out of the rut.
Everything's a blur but you can be an anchor amidst this madness.
Have a nice day and Kaatooooi!

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Marilyn Manson is marrying Dita Von Teese.
She's so damn beautifuuuuuuul

Dita the Goddess

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It's way past bedtime but I just have to say.
Sigur Ros's new album TAKK is so hauntingly beautiful it hurts.

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Tis the season to be jolly but I have no frikin money.
My pay for the previous TeeVee stint was supposed to come in on friday but it didn't.
I need money.
Let's not even talk about shopping, I need money to live. Pay bills, buy food, buy pads for goodness sake!
Damn I need more sidelines.
I should've just taken the assistant to stylist offered last week, but against my better judgement I turned it down. Anyway, I hope I can start the month and a half stint at TeeVee outfit soon.
Cue in Donald Trump's The Apprentice Theme song *Money Money Money Money! MONEY!*

Lack of money aside, I'm just so damn lazy.
Laziness will surely be my downfall.
My parents can attest to that.
I can do it if I really put my mind to it, but it's hard to find things around me these days that give me the drive to want to really give 110%. That's just downright pathetic. The other day Gary and I spent the afternoon at SAM.


Gary tries to make sense of what it all really means


Looking at you looking at me looking at you

We popped by sculpture garden to have a looksee. I looked thru the window of the exhibition space there and I could swear I thought the laydee sitting the entrance was part of the art installation. What a fantastic no brainer job, we agreed. But I do think the monotone hum from the neon light installation in the space was making her a little kooky. Back to laziness. I need to get out of this rut. I realised eversince I started work that I am really not a go getter. Just like what Gatsby and I concluded sometime ago, we will be very happy working for people cause that would mean not having to make decisions and basically just doing what you are told to do. I guess that was why from a very early age I have wanted to to medicine. Ok, apart from the "heal the world" that's constantly playing on loop in my head, it's really quite a straight forward path. Finish A-levels, Uni, finish the 5 years, 1 year housemanship, few years GP in hospital, no life, 2 years study, specialize, heal the world, play golf, grow old. Nah beh. Life threw me more fastballs that I can handle. My life sure hasn't been the clockwork bam bam bam assembly line I always thought I'd enjoy. What a screw up. In any case, I am grateful for these deviations, but man, time is really running out. I'm going to be 26 so soon! I am no where near what some people have accomplished by their 26th birthday. Really slow to mature I am. Sure, wise beyond my years they say, but so darn lazy! What happened to my career in order, planning for wedding by 27 and having dog or baby by 29! I'm going to be a directionless 30 year old with smelly blue kitty kat bolster as bed partner. That's it. Tomorrow I will bake muffins. Oh look it's time for bed.

And because I can, here are some photos from Batam. Ouuu my friends are going to hate me.


Edwin Rejoices as the Headband makes a comeback


Jen is all smiles as she sets a new fashion trend


Hendri meditates on the foamy goodness

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