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Sunday, December 14, 2003

To the ? million dollar clearance sale we go.

Had a good stroll along the Yarra river once again and Leona brought me to the
Southbank market or was it Southgate? Yeah, you get me don't you?



Nothing had interest me at the liquidation sale at the Melbourne Exhibition Centre. Too much bras and undergarments (womens) is what I have to say about the sale. Anymore I would have a nightmare about bras.



Here mucking around with a huge ass WhatYaMaCallIt Christmas Balls? Correct me if I'm wrong.




Thought that this public announcement was a good laugh. Take note of the red and white colors used to create a more impactful message to the public.

Me feeling?: determined

Saturday, December 13, 2003

Melbourne as it is.

Not a bad plane ride to down under and by they time you were getting whole story of the movie..,
Captain: We are sorry to interrupt your entertainment but we are landing soon and we are sorry that all entertainment will have to cease off now.
Me: Who cares, I'm in Melbourne now...

Bus ride to city.... and a walk from Spencer St. where the bus terminates is no small feat. Walked to Flinders and I thought it would be a piece of cake but there I was with a bag with 'wheels', thank God, but that didn't work well when I had to cross intersections *where the machoness kicks in* and I would carry it across. Stuffed with 2 litres of booZe in muh bag... trust me...it ain't easy. But who cares, I'm finally here. ANother 2 days for my Couz to arrive.

Arnue and Leona welcomes

Night itself, had started with the drinks and the night continued with 'Simpsons' Monopoly till early morning. The night ended up with pairing up of sexes once someone had dominated the game *I'm not going to name who that is, Ahem....* Good fun as I was craving for Monopoly for such a long time and to top the icing, it was a Simpsons version where I had to get used to the tokens and names of each property which I'm sure Leona, Arnue, Wyn and Milan had difficulties as well. Southern Comfort with Pepsi definitely won that night. Good seeing you guys again without the presence of Mann.

Oh yes, my touchdown date was indeed a momentous one as I was flicking around the TV and they caught the Rat. Mind you, he was deemed a rat as he was in a spider hole. But it was a weird sort of feeling as it was such a long interval as most would have assume that he would prolly be somewhere in one of the Mediteranean Islands sipping mocktails with those lil' umbrellas and living the life. But naww.. he chose to be in his home town.
Me feeling?: anxious

Thursday, December 11, 2003

Nothing has caught much of my attention lately for quite some time, but here is one which my mom sent me and it really made me *smirk* with awe.

Work Smart !


An old man lived alone in Idaho. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but
it was very hard work. His only son, who used to help him, was in prison.

The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament.

Dear Son,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my
potato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up garden
plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig
the plot for me. Love Dad

A few days later he received a letter from his son.

Dear Dad,
For heaven's sake, Dad, don't dig up that garden, that's where I buried
the BODIES. Love Son

At 4am the next morning, F.B.I. agents and local police showed up and dug up
the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man
and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son.

Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the potatoes now. That's the best I could do under the
circumstances. Love Son

****
The moral of the story: Work smart not hard. USE your brain, in the
perceived impossible, sometime it can make the impossible possible.

Now get back to work with your BRAIN, OK ?

Wednesday, December 03, 2003

Can't believe my intelligence

I just can't believe today that me, a 23 year old actually screwed up by reading the arrival time as I mistaken and mixed up the 12 hour with the 24 clock and I felt like a fewl in the airport just waiting for 2 gorgeous gals to arrrive and I actually paid for parking twice and bought a drink to anticipate them both. In the end, the irony sank in and I just turned around left the airport all tired and feeling like a jester.

More to come..... from the King's palace entertainment 2 legged unit. What is that supposed to mean? ---> It's a six letter word. _ _ S _ _ R

C'mon, you can fill in the blanks

Me feeling?: embarrassed

Tuesday, December 02, 2003

Neglection, such a show of how much affection I have for this pad.

Haven't been spending time with this blog, as you may have seen, I really think my template suX bigtime that's why explains the above blogstiXker.

LOTR Premierre was carried out successfully and it seems that the world's media co's were down at Wellywood. Not a big fan of the movie though.

The trip down to the immigration wasn't a productive one as they didn't handle residency matters and we were re-directed.

NOthing much in my head at the mo but I'll find sumthin to blog about later ..... perhaps...... the ladies are back from their adventure in down under and I hope there wasn't any misadventure for em'. Found out not too long back that they missed their flights. Can't wait for them to be back 2nite and criticize all about the trip. =P