Monthly Archives: July 2008

I Live Still!

Just in case you were wondering I’ve suddenly disappeared off the face of Earth (this is obviously untrue) or have been mercilessly tied and subjugated to a ridiculous amount of work (this is sort of true), rest assured I am alive, well and kicking.

Now here are some random updates while I get the camera out and begin downloading photos in an attempt to make this blog more likeable, believable and friendly.


Birthday

Yes, I’ve turned 23. Not one of the youngest in the office anymore, damn you Brian.

I got cake from co-workers and Kel got me a Domokun plushie, a 12-inch My Little Pony figurine, a My Little Pony balloon [it’s still ok after a month, Don!], a box of the best dark chocolates and a pretty bouquet of roses.

Oh, and I went to the inaugural opening of Euphoria. Woot!

Idiot Pervert

I was blessed with my very first encounter with a pervert at the gym. More details later.

And may he get syphilis in the nose, herpes in the eyes and gonorrhea in the ass.

All-new Honda Accord

As a result of my excellent and mind-blowing and utterly enjoyable cock-sucking writing skills, the team got to test drive the all-new Honda Accord. I pounded that harlot on the NKVE at 140km/h all the way back home [with my boss gripping and scratching the leather seats in the back and Lay noting “Er, I think you’re too close the side”].

Verdict : Nice round corners, great acceleration, awesome pick up, and best of all – I don’t give 2 shits if I fucked up the gearbox.

Pretty Nails!

So I got really bored 1 day, and went over to get my nails done. I now sport bright yellow fingernails and a nice sky blue for my toes 😀

Expired Chocolates

My boyfriend went to Hong Kong. And all he got me was a packet of chocolate that expires on Sunday.

Hong Kong, shopping capital of the world, home of cheap Coach bags and whatnot, and all he could gather back for me after buying a nice shirt from Marks & Spencer for himself…

is a damn packet of chocolates that were given to him free by the Hong Kong office.

Now I’m perfectly happy with anything my boyfriend may buy back [one of the randomest things he got me was a singing toy dog, Milo, that belts out O Sole Mio]. But EXPIRING CHOCOLATES?! wtf? Yea yea it’s the thought that counts, yada yada etc yak yak insert inspirational quote here, but how would you like it if your other half gave you chocolates that were about to expire?

Now go chew on that, while I have a pint with my colleagues. At least the chocolate cake they got me was fresh.

M*

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Gael Clone

M* I think my boss looks like Gael Garcia Bernal

Christine : OOOOH piccies please!

M* : Yea, except that he’s the sleepy looking Chinese version with a bigger head.

-Pause-

M* : That means he doesn’t look like Gael afterall.

The Girl Effect