de rien de tout

We popped by D.’s and A.’s place on the way back from Saturday dinner at my parents. I was not quite intending to make it a long night – having been laid out for almost 3 days. At the same time, I was feeling a bit cooped up at home and wanted to do something remotely human.

Well, we ended up staying until almost 2.30am. While the rest sampled bottles of red wine, I nursed my glass(es) of Japanese green tea. By the time we left, I suspect I had imbibed close to 8 large glasses of tea. I was – for obvious reasons – the designated driver.

We got back by about 3am, H. crashed shortly thereafter while I saw around fiddling with Facebook. It only occurred to me when my computer ran out of battery that I had been playing Facebook games for 2 hours and that it was almost 5am in the morning. I switched off the distractions, tried to go to sleep but eventually got up at 9am when Pepper started wailing for breakfast.

The moral of the story? NEVER EVER DRINK 8 GLASSES OF GREEN TEA BEFORE BEDTIME.

So after 2 days of not having much of a voice, I now have my voice back but appear to have developed an awful racking cough instead. I suspect the cough is the result of a blocked nose and a backdrip, but it doesn’t quite help that I feel like my skull/face is going to explode every time I cough.

So instead of getting better, day 2 of my MC was spent feeling incredibly miserable. It didn’t help that the cable/Internet connection has gone bonkers, and the only thing available as mindless entertainment is re-watching some of my DVDs. *wail* The construction site(s) opposite the apartment and the piling work involved is also not making the day any better.

I don’t do sick well.

I have lost my voice.

This is not something that happens often, and came out of the blue. I’ve been to the docs and back and have 2 days’ MC as a result.

Bleah.

Valentin on the dining table

Valentin insists on sitting/sprawling on the dining table whenever we have a meal. H. and I think it’s his way of showing the other cats that he’s allowed at the adults (and humans) table while the rest have to content themselves with the floor. We’ve tried pushing him off, yelling at him, prodding him but he’ll always try to scramble back onto the table top after we get him off. We’ve almost come to the point of giving up and just letting him be.

The triple towers of Marina Bay Sands

One of the things I do like about my current workplace is the view. The pictured view is what we see from the pantries across the office’s 11 floors. Nice ain’t it?

W. and SW. and Baby A. are in Singapore!!!

(That’s why we were at the airport this morning.)

Despite the rather long and eventful Saturday, I spent the ride to the airport bouncing on my seat. And yes, the teddy was a gift for Baby A. (hence the mad rush to finish it last week), but I suspect that her mommy will have more fun with it.

Today has been incredibly eventful (in a good way).

Well, actually, it started off on a fairly sour note with the exterminator (we have a recurrent ant problem) who didn’t believe that we had ants and was mooking about the apartment with a “I don’t believe you and I think you’re just trying to get a free service out of us” attitude.

P. came by shortly after to deliver a dozen round ice-cube molds which he brought back from London: these are special extra-large round molds (a la Coffee Bar K), perfect for drinking whiskey. I suspect he was happier to make the hike over to our place because of the cats – he has two huge ragdolls at home, and I think he’s getting withdrawal symptoms from leaving them for 2 weeks.

We dropped P. home and made a mad rush down to the west of the island to pick up the meats for tonight’s dinner. We also swung by my parents’ place on the way back to pick up some parcels that had arrived for me in the course of the week.

The cooking started at about 4pm (largely because of the boeuf bourguignon, which takes 3 to 3.5 hours in the oven), the friends arrived at about 8pm, and let’s just say it was pandemonium until past midnight, when we politely shooed everyone away coz we had to go to the airport.

We didn’t get back to the airport till almost 2am.

O.o

Minion from Despicable Me.
By Illumination Entertainment; distributed by Universal Pictures

We caught Illumination Entertainment’s/Universal’s Despicable Me in 3D tonight.

First off, I don’t think I like 3D movies. The glasses are uncomfortable (either that or I’ve got weird ears) and I ended up taking off the glasses halfway through the show. In any case, I’ve heard feedback that the 3D-ness of Despicable Me is less than that of Avatar, so you may want to save your 3D experience till the next movie.

I didn’t think the storyline of Despicable Me was particularly inspiring – Pixar does much better stories (think Wall-E and Up), but the yellow minions are the cutest things, and make up for Steve Carrell (no, I’m not a fan, nor do I like Will Ferrell, Adam Sandler, Jack Black, Ben Stiller and the ilk) voicing Gru.

H. says that the minions were designed specifically for merchandising and movie tie-ins. Well, I don’t care. They are cute. I want a minion, or three, or fifteen. I especially want one that can be turned into a glow stick (also known as a Cyalume stick).

you move from playing Farmville, to Treasure Isle and now to FrontierVille.

I need to find a proper brainless hobby.