Cheat Work Thursday

A friend from the past just called. The conversation was short, rushed and awkward. The call ended, and I can't describe how relieved I felt. Thirty seconds later, a second call came in. I almost fell off my chair. I wanted to throw my phone out of the window and scream, knowing what's coming -- that we should meet up. 1) I can pretend that I don't see the call and put the phone on silent mode, never picking it up again -- which is stupid. 2) I can pick it up, knowing that I'm weak and will never be able to say no. We'll meet up, and I'll suffer in silent misery. 3) I can pretend that I'm... not well and can only meet up, say... three years from now? I'm not sure which is more stupid. The first one or this one? 4) I can be firm and say no. Can I? Please. I would have more courage to burn my favourite dress than say no for no reason. Two favourite dresses.

"Wut U Meen 'Drunk?' Iz Onlee Had 1 Glasses!" Image (and moar funny pictures): lolcats

(So, that bitter pancake story .) Pancakes, McDonald's especially, are magic. So there was one night two weeks ago, I felt like making pancakes and found a recipe on the internet. Coincidentally, I did have all the ingredients: leftover flour and sodium bicarbonate from my cake adventure last raya, milk, butter etc. The batter turned out creamy and soft and looked promising, but the taste of the pancakes... was not. The right word was 'bitter'. So it has to be the sodium bicarbonate, right? Questions: - What does sodium bicarbonate actually do, anyway? - When they say teaspoon... what do they mean by that exactly? I went on the internet, and about 40 webpages later, got about half the idea. For now, I think I'll go for the tip of the thumb for a tablespoon, and the tip of the index finger for a teaspoon. And I always got confused between baking soda and baking powder. I typed 'sodium bicarbonate bitter' and found this link . Summarizing the a...

I've frequently had trouble sleeping these past few weeks. Usually, in the past, it would happen on the night before a work that I was anxious about, but I'm positive that's not the case this time. So I'd lie in bed at midnight, the room would be dark and nice and perfect... and I'd start to worry about world hunger, global warming, Mystic Falls, and the importance of education system reform -- so I'd just have to blink in the dark for an hour. By 1+ I'd usually give up and switch the lights on, looking for something to do. I'd read, switch my PC on, rearrange or clean my shoes, or do some other equally exciting things. 3.25AM Strobe Cream, Prep + Prime I went for years wearing makeup and complaining how it melted by the time I reached my car when leaving the house, until I was recently introduced to these two primers as a makeup base. I haven't tried any other brands' primers yet. 3.59AM How to Make It in America In a ...

I don't know whether to laugh or tear those illegal roadside ads with lines such as 'Work from Home, Earn RM8,000 A Week'. The ads further make it sound that all we have to do in the morning is wake up and do some super-quick-and-easy assignments, apparently worth RM8,000 a week, showers optional. Who responds to such ads thinking there's no catch behind them? Who responds to such ads at all? (Someone must have, otherwise they wouldn't be there, right?) Even if it is a legitimate project, working from home or not, don't you think at some point we need to be out there to sell whatever it is we're working on? Maybe we are selling things or services online, but we still have to look for people who are going to pay us the RM8,000 -- our clients, our agents perhaps. We still have to work .

I've been trying to cut down on chicken for a while. But it's hard to stop doing something that makes my life easier or stop eating something as delicious and easy to get as chicken -- just because it feels like I have to (?) A few months back, this guy -- a food expert, Michael Pollan -- was on Oprah during which they asked if we knew where our food really came from. Jumping straight to the chicken part, below are excerpts from Oprah's website: "Michael says [chicken] has been re-engineered through breeding and diet to produce the breast meat consumers want. Compared to 50 years ago, chickens are now raised and slaughtered in half the time and grow twice as big. In one way, Michael says this is a great achievement.... 'Now it's the cheap meat.' 'But you have to understand there's a price to that, and the price is you can only do it with lots of antibiotics,' Michael says. 'You give all those antibiotics to your animals, they'...

I spent the whole night reading about Mark Zuckerberg, Facebook, and Sheryl Sandberg (who was with Google, and is now with Facebook and on the boards of Disney and Starbucks). Can't wait to see the movie, fiction or not.

All of my nieces' seven cats are now at my hometown with my parents. Most of my nieces and nephews were taken care of by my parents until they were about six months old. Now that they are older and clearly learning fast, they are sending their cats to my parents... (Actually they kind of have to, for a reason.) I only patted one of the cats for a total of two seconds with two fingers. As per our last conversation about the cats, three of them that we've agreed are male -- and crossed our fingers to stay that way -- were named: Kl*se - although I'm sure he's Italian. M*ssi - the most comot and mischievous among the bunch. and... Cristian* R*nald* - I can literally roll on the floor laughing for this. Not only would these kids call it by its full name, but it actually died some time before puasa. Ok, of course, this is sad, but every time anyone comes and visits the cats, the kids will be so eager to introduce each of the cats, only to end it on a somb...

After two days in the fridge, you can actually cut it into perfect bricks rectangles.

As a general rule, I do believe if you are just not a happy person, you still won't be happy even if you land that dream job, meet the-supposedly-love-of-your-life, make that seven-or-six-digit income a year, get in shape, and get to grow old and healthy with family and friends. So basically, the wise, calm me, who looks at life totally from a  different point of view , will smile knowingly each time faced with a setback. However... The wiser me would say, :p . Please! Of course, I'd be happy if I land that dream job, meet the-supposedly-love-of-my-life, make that seven-or-six-digit income, look like 47-year-old Demi Moore when I'm actually 47 , and -- of course, we have to mention this -- grow old and healthy with family and friends. In fact, I'd be happier!