She could hardly say to him, that there was a quote from a favourite author that she loved, and that two seconds ago it had come to her mind rather inappropriately, although not entirely unexpectedly. She could hardly say to him, that it had stuck there ever since, impatiently doing the rounds in that tiny space between her ears. And if she [...]
Archive for November, 2008
Flutter
Posted in Fictional, Heart, tagged alexander mccall smith, feelings, quote on Saturday, 29 November 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The state of the world and a little octopus.
Posted in People, tagged Finding Nemo, news, sadness, the world on Friday, 28 November 2008 | 2 Comments »
I was writing a nice, happy little post yesterday morning when it was a sunny, balmy 30 degrees. A lovely client brought her 4-month-old daughter in to visit me and I got to hold her for a bit, and then she smiled at me a few times and it was absolute HEAVEN! I had a hard time [...]
Naaat Fuuunnieee!!!
Posted in Random, Videos, tagged Melbourne weather, men's health, Movember, November, spring, summer on Friday, 21 November 2008 | 2 Comments »
I’m screaming that line the way this little dude did:
Isn’t he just adorable? m’ and I have watched that clip some, oh, I don’t know, maybe 10475 times? We especially love the last bit when he completely LOST IT! So cute.
And nope, I don’t find it at all amusing that I still have to wear stockings during the day [...]
When you doubt your own intelligence
Posted in Random, tagged currency, idiocy, news on Monday, 17 November 2008 | 3 Comments »
You should read news like this:
If you can read Vietnamese, go here.
If you can’t, well here’s a quick run through: So this lovely lady was given a 1 million US dollar note. Yup, one million, as in six zero’s. And she claimed it looks, and FEELS, just like the real thing. You can see the [...]
Masks
Posted in Style, tagged heavy make-up, make-up, skincare, Style on Sunday, 16 November 2008 | 3 Comments »
I find it scary how some women, on any non-wedding, non-red-carpet-event, non-Halloween, just an ordinary old day, would find the need to heap on so much make-up — so, so much make-up, maybe about two tonnes? — that it looks like an entire separate entity on its own. Oh, sorry, I exaggerated. Probably only one [...]
Real time blogging
Posted in Random, tagged folklore, insomnia, moon, night owl, sleep, stress on Saturday, 15 November 2008 | 1 Comment »
Yup. That’s right, ladies and gents. Currently reporting at 2.50am Eastern Standard Time is our special insomniac correspondent in Melbourne!
So it’s two and a half hours past midnight and you’ve been sleeping for exactly that many hours. Suddenly you find yourself awake for no apparent reason other than the fact that your overtired brain is [...]
Dance like no one’s watching
Posted in Myself, tagged dance, revitalisation on Friday, 14 November 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Or like a whole huge stadium-sized crowd is watching, but that collective bewildered mouth-gaping stare is actually one of a standing-ovation-worthy admiration, and not because they’re all wondering whether this crazy little spring puppet was accidentally dropped on earth from that passing by mother-ship.
And even after I’ve run around like all day the proverbial blue-assed [...]
When a lovely flame dies…
Posted in Heart, tagged memory, relationship, the past on Wednesday, 12 November 2008 | 2 Comments »
It’d be a lie to say you haven’t thought of him in a long while. You do, from time to time. All those memories, happy or hurtful, usually buried so deep inside the furthermost nooks and crannies below the iceberg of your mind, would sometimes resurface in the most unexpected moments. You remember them but [...]
(Un)Glamorous life
Posted in Friends, Random, tagged bouquets, Random, weddings, weekends on Tuesday, 11 November 2008 | 2 Comments »
I’m sorry I’ve swallowed my promise and didn’t blog last weekend, nor scheduled any pre-cooked post to pop itself on the table and entertain you all. Rest assured that I’ve realised my fault and will proceed to whack my own butt with a wooden spoon the moment I get home from work.
My excuse is that [...]