Dance of the sugarplum comment boxes

Damn things are like wraiths. They're not there after all.

Perhaps the comments are hiding...

In a non-mozilla interface! HA!

THERE YOU ARE!

Ruffles BBQ-Flavoured Ice cream cake

There's something oddly satisfying about giving yourself food poisoning. I'm either a really lousy cook, or hotdogs and chicken wings don't really mix with oreo chocolate cheesecake and cookie monster ice cream cake. =)

Went to a friend's condo for a BBQ... and was really irked by singaporean inflexibility. We happily started lugging all the charcoal and food and stuff down to the pit at 4 plus, only to discover that there were 2 identical pits about 2m apart from each other. Which one did they book? "Should be pit no 1 lah... anyway if it isn't we'll just ask the person who booked it to use the other one, it's not very much difference." so we started building a fire in the tray provided at the pit.

After much effort we managed to get our charcoal on its way to smoldering success, which was of course the time the security guard came up and told us we were using the wrong pit. His name was probably Murphy or something, and he had this lady in the background who was of course the rightful renter of pit no 1.

"if you don't mind, could you use the pit at pit no 2 instead? we've already started our fire..."
"no, the kids prefer this one, it's closer to the pool."
*folds arms*

ooooooooookay. whatever you say, lady. nevermind that the diffference from the tables to the pool is about 4 extra footsteps, and that the kids eventually didn't actually come anywhere near the pit to cook anyway. we'll move our fire since it's in this nice portable tray.

Which we later realised was meant for the ashes of the charcoal, not the charcoal itself. Unfortunately we only realised this when the security guard took it and dumped our coals unceremoniously on top of this grill he brought.
"come come, help put."
"put what?"
"hold the corner, there there."
"okay."
"put."
"put what?"
*dump*

*staaaaaare* *blink*
"er. okay."

The fire died. How symbolic.
Quote of the day: "You know you're back in Singapore when you hear 'No, no, that's not the way you do it!"

Warm fuzzies and hot chocolate

It's such a nice feeling when long-lost friends from overseas return and start talking to you again after looooooong periods of absence. Almost like you've found something precious at the bottom of a drawer you've lost and forgotten about, and you return to the glory of the past, when things were all good again.

Life is worth living.

I am

a rather sad pathetic javascript newbie. I can't even figure out where to paste this darned thing to make the comments work. Comments and help are appreciated, but of course, you can't comment until there's a comments box! *dramatic music*

comments?

WHERE DID ALL THE REST OF MY POSTS GOOOOOOOOOOOO?

still no comments. *pastes*

Comments!

Testingggggg.

Grand opening! 20% off!

My first blog! I've decided to leave all the frills and formatting and stuff and start blogging while the thing was under construction. Partly coz i'm too lazy to go fix that now, and i have this urge to write something down, and partly so that people will be able to gawk at the layout of my page and see how it evolves. I guess it's also an added incentive to redo the page FAST now, isn't it?

But that aside, i'm still trying to decide what i really want this blog for. The reason why i haven't gotten a blog before now is coz i like to actually communicate to people in real time, and have them respond to whatever i'm saying on the spot. What sort of world are we living in anyway, when we write something and hope and pray that someone'll respond, and keep checking your blog comments for people who have something to say? But i guess i shouldn't be too quick to judge since i can actually see myself doing that sometime soon. =)

My blog -- it's more for me to ramble and rant on. I think it's a bit too personal and weird to go listing out my whole story here, with all the events and activities that make up my life.... but maybe it'll be for all the little things which makes my life, Life. Who knows? Let's see how it evolves. *blog amoeba quivers and shakes around in test tube*

So i present..... my blog!

more testing

of names

now i have smaller titles?

I should test this offline.

now i have titles?

I think.