1. Stop pissing money away.
2. Earn more money.
3. Get that tattoo I’ve been telling everyone about for years. Cross fingers and hope that family never finds out and disown me.
4. Get personal website which I have telling everyone about for years up and running.
5. Last but arguably most important on the list, GET TO WORK ON TIME.
Step 1: Attack his castle in broad daylight.
Step 2: Cast silence on him.
Step 3: Cast powerful clerical spells on him until he activates his contingency spell (Otiluke’s Resillient Sphere, a spell which creates an invincible sphere around the caster where nothing can go in and nothing can go out, which can only be deactivated when the caster speaks the command word. Note the emphasis on the word speaks).
Step 4: Roll him out into the sunlight.
*CAUTION: Works only if his contingency spell is Otiluke’s Resillient Sphere.
I haven’t been sleeping well for the past week – something highly unusual for me. Usually I oversleep because I slept late the previous night(s), and my sleep is usually so sound that even if a bomb went off next door I probably wouldn’t hear it. In fact, there are only two known surefire ways of waking me: by violently shaking me, or calling me on my handphone. And even then, if I’m tired enough, I won’t be able to crawl out of bed – I’ll just fall asleep again, only to wake up at 9.30am (or god forbid, 10am), just in time to realize that I’m late for work.
Since Monday, however, something strange happened – I automatically woke up when my alarm clock rang. I haven’t heard my alarm clock ring for a few months now, and yes, I set it every night before I go to sleep in the hopes that I’ll hear it ring in the morning, nevermind the chances of that happening are 0.0001%. On Monday morning I was quite surprised, but that pretty much turned to shock when it continued till Thursday. I wasn’t exactly getting more sleep than usual, either, since my sleeping time the whole week was about 2am. And the sleep pattern was always the same – I’d get some weird dream bordering on a nightmare, then suddenly wake up when the alarm rang.
Then on Thursday, I felt actually tired enough to just go to sleep early. I hoped that by doing that I could reset that pattern and get myself more sleep. So I went to sleep at 12am. When I next opened my eyes, it was still pitch black outside. In shock, I grabbed my alarm clock and shone the light on it. It read 6.45am. WTF.
I know this enables me to actually wake up in time for work now, but I really hope this freakiness doesn’t continue past this week.
Well, I was bored. So I decided to post something up for Kel, the Destroyer of Worlds. Prepare to witness Darth Vader’s transformation into the Scorpion King!
LOL. Seriously, I don’t know WHY, but it’s a good game. You’re really missing out on a lot by refusing to play it just because this happens :p
A few days ago, while chatting to random colleague #1 about video games we played while we were little kids, I wondered aloud about a particular Star Wars game on the Nintendo that despite searching for it multiple times, I could never find, mostly because I couldn’t remember the name. As I told him, it was the one where Darth Vader turns into a scorpion at the end of every level. His reply was “WTF? What the hell is that?? …What sort of games did you play when you were little?”
Well, at least I didn’t play Kirby’s Adventures. When he told me to go play it (because all girls like Kirby’s Adventures, apparently), I nearly keeled over from a sugar overdose caused by the cuteness. It did look somewhat familiar, but I don’t remember ever playing it, because if I did, I would be this nice, sweet young woman who adores the colour pink, plush toys, and everything else that is sugar and spice and everything nice, instead of the angry emo bitch I am today.
I do, however, remember playing a lot of Ghouls N’ Ghosts, which might explain my very lame sense of humour.
A picture my colleague took of me at the PC Fair in KLCC last Saturday. Nothing too remarkable, I suppose, but I thought the angle it was taken at made it look funky. It reminds me of this other picture Gary took of me & Florence back in college:
Why? Because I’m there, but you can’t see my face. I also happen to like this one because of the contrast. I’m fair, she’s dark, I’m dressed in black, and she’s wearing white. That and it looks like she’s distressed because I’m pissed at her, but I swear that wasn’t what happened ^^;
For years, I didn’t quite have a picture of myself on my computer except that one. It was always really weird when I chatted with people over ICQ and they wanted to see how I looked, because I had no other photo except The One Where I’m There But You Can’t Quite See My Face. The conversation usually went something like this:
Someone: So….can I see what you look like?
Me: *pause* Umm, I don’t really have a picture of myself.
Someone: Don’t be so shy lar, I can mail you mine too, so it’s more like an exchange.
Me: *pause* Umm, I really don’t have a picture of myself. *pause again* Well, except this one where you can’t see my face…
Someone: Huh? Err, just email it to me?
Me: Umm, if you say so… *mails pic*
Someone: Umm, so which one is you?
Me: Umm, the one whose face you can’t see?
Someone: Wow, you look pissed.
Me: Why, thank you.
Well, it was either that, or I’d get “You have a nice side profile.” Or, remarked my (mean) friend one day while pondering my facial features, “You know, you don’t look so scary from the side.” I no longer hang out with this “friend”, for reasons other than insulting me.
*ahem* Anyway, with this picture, now I have another photo of me where I’m there, but you can’t quite see my face. Joy!
Granny Ee tagged me, and since I have nothing else to do I will acknowledge her weird request, instead of turning my head the other way and pretending I didn’t see anything :p To cut a long story short, write down five of your weird habits for the internet to laugh at, chew, and spit out, then tag another five people to do the same.
My five weird habits:
1. The baby hairs on my head sometimes have this weird rough texture that the rest of my hair doesn’t have, and I like to run my fingers down these hairs periodically just to feel it.
2. Like Granny Ee, I like to peel my nails. The itching to do so starts the moment my nails start chipping, and doesn’t stop until I either peel it off or cut my nails shorter.
3. Sometimes when I do something I will only do it in a specific manner. I don’t care if I’m slow or if there’s a faster of doing whatever it is I’m doing, I just want to get it done my way, which annoys the living daylights out of certain people (*ahem* Significant Other *ahem*).
4. I am a chaotically organized person. My things are piled in a nice, haphazard stack in my room. I know where everything is, but anyone who looks at it will tell you it is a just bloody mess that is stacked up nicely. I almost never clean up my stuff because I am lazy, but whenever I do (typically around midnight), I won’t be able to stop until I’ve cleaned EVERYTHING. This usually takes a few hours, so by the time I am done it will be four in the morning.
5. Whenever I can’t make up my mind about something, I often ask other people for their opinions, not because I really need their opinion but rather to reassure myself about something. It’s a habit that some people don’t like, because it doesn’t seem like I take their opinion into account, but truth be told, the only people whose opinion I ever really take into account are Significant Other’s, Granny Ee, and a few others. It still doesn’t mean that I do whatever they suggest, though :p
My poor unlucky tag victims: Yew Seng, Li San, Nick (Chhan). Adjay and Gary, if you people read this, because you’ve never quite announced your presence here before.