The Internet Party

I was meant to link to this in the last post :) What happens when Google's parents leave town for the weekend (SFW) *grin* If you want to know what Urban Dictionary said -> Blumpkin *evil grin*

Giant Machine

Sorry, you may have guessed by now that there are going to be a lot of posts regarding booty sales. I can't help but think about it. I'm the type that wants to figure out the solution behind the problem.

J and I were discussing the nuances behind online dating today. I, personally, think the following behaviour is inexplicable:
1) A guy "favourites" me, which means I can see that they like my profile.
2) In response, I'll send off an email with an "opener". For instance, in one case, a guy who favourited me mentioned that he had plans to travel to Latin America this year. So I sent him a message about what a great experience South America was, and how he has to make sure he treks Machu Picchu. In another instance, a guy who's an architect favourites me. So I sent him an email with an opening joke and then ask him what his favourite building is. Simple. It might've been a dumb question, but it's just a start to a conversation.
3) I get the silent treatment. I can *see* who's read my messages and at what date/time. Both of the guys mentioned above have read my messages. No response. It's been days. No response. Ok, maybe I wasn't very witty, but at least I made an effort. What absolutely bothers me, is that they've read my messages, haven't responded and STILL kept me on their favourites list! Wtf?!? Take me off that dang favourites list if I'm not good enough.

Here's what I deem the situation akin to. We're at an IRL ("in real life" for you n00bz out there :) ) party. A guy sees me chatting to my friends, having a good laugh. The guy winks at me. I smile, and make an effort to walk over and chat.

The guy blanks me. Walks away to the other side of the room, and keeps winking at me.

WTF?

Maybe my game is wrong. Maybe I'm doing this the wrong way. Maybe I just don't like playing games. Maybe the guy's winking eye is just plain twitchy.

So what I told J, is that I want a Giant Machine. Throw in a whole load of single people. The Giant Machine does a sort algorithm. Whirrrrrr... Ding! Out pops me and my perfect match. What's so wrong with that? J's theory is that if I don't try the whole load of single people input for myself, then I'm never going to know if the Giant Machine is wrong. I'm thinking, if the Giant Machine got it close enough, I don't need to know if it's wrong.

Love, not lust

You must know by now that I complain a lot about lip smacky noises. At this moment, I think I've just figured out why lip smacky noises bother me so much. Sitting on the tube, people watching... A lovely couple sit across from me. In a quiet moment of distress, the guy places his hand over his face. The girl reaches a hand gently behind his neck for a comforting touch. He looks up, and they kiss.

No loud kissy noises. No showmanship.

Yes, you may call me the Lip Smacky Police from now on :P

Coffee Date

Date outfit: Alanah Hill skirt, black Kookai shirt & boots
(Mysteriously similar to Work outfit *lol*)
Date location: Canary Wharf
Date start time: 6:15pm

I'm a little hesitant to write too much about the date. Let's just hope that those involved never find my blog. I'll try not to be *too* harsh... Or at least try to justify why I'm harsh :P

Coffee Date is so called because he doesn't drink alcohol. So what's left? Coffee. Remember what I said in my last blog post about, "Do profile pictures lie?". Well, put it this way, when I met Coffee Date, I was expecting someone a bit more polished and glossy - kinda like his profile picture :P It suddenly occurred to me that his profile picture was a professional headshot. He didn't look dissimilar, the profile pic just looked more... intriguing?!? So I was mentally taken aback with the real life version.

Lesson learnt: Avoid the profiles with professional pictures.

Why did I agree to meet Coffee Date? Because his profile implied he was artistic and involved in the theatrical industry. I thought, "that's cool, that's different". Truth be told, real life sucked all the glamour out of his profile. As I questioned him, I found out he's not really that involved in theatre. He's not even currently working in anything remotely related to theatre. He's closer to a starving wannabe-artist who wants to live in Italy.

Pah-paawnh (that's the sound of a retro buzzer)

Ok, he's not starving, but I definitely can't see him as being financially self-sufficient. There was definitely NO spark either. I think what disappoints me the most is that, he kinda lied on his profile.

Alright, so B pointed out that I lied in mine too. I'm not a ninja, but you know, I kinda thought that would be obvious. Other things I got caught out on:
Coffee Date: "Ok, you're not a ninja, but you do know some sort of martial arts?"
Me: "Errr, no, that was just J joking around."
Coffee Date: "What about that bit about back massages?"
Me: *inwardly cringing* "Sorry, that's J making a bad joke again. Heh... heh..."

As our respective coffees drained out, I ran through some exit strategies in my head. Inevitably -
Coffee Date: "What now, shall we move on for another drink?"
Me: "Err, nah, I think I'll go home."

Oops, I had wished for a subtler, gentler exit line. My brain failed me. Overall, I'm glad the first online dating experience is over :) It's still fun to meet new people. That's something I haven't done for a very long time.

Fingers crossed, better luck on spark next time!

Date end time: 7:30pm

Tummy gurgling

(I wrote this while I was waiting for Coffee Date to arrive)
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Not in a good way either. I've been having tummy issues for the past week. My biggest worry at the moment, is the possibility that I might let off gas with the same ferocity as the gale force winds currently messing up my hair - infront of Coffee Date. Not really the first impression I was hoping to make, but at least it would be a memorable one *grin*

Nervous? Yes. With emails throughout the day from friends-in-the-know and blog readers asking me when I was going to have coffee. With Sametime messages from J all day egging me on. With comments from a few girls in the office whom I've let in on the "secret". This has to be the worst kept secret ever!! :)

Wonder if Coffee Date feels the pressure too.

After all the fuss, I'm trying to lower my expectations. That way, anything good is always a pleasant surprise. Actually, I think this statement is more for my friends -> LOWER YOUR EXPECTATIONS PEOPLE! I've also warned friends to search the river for my body if I don't make it home tonight :P

I'm a bit worried that some of my married girlfriends seem more excited about online dating than I am! One even sent me the link to the Millionaires Club. You know who you are ;)

Know what I wonder? Do profile pictures lie? :) Do I have something stuck on my teeth? Sht, I forgot to check...

Reenie or Rockband?

As the rest of the crew play Rockband in the living room, I idled-out in my bedroom surfing the internets. One-by-one the girls trickle into my room. Each demand the same thing from me, "Show me who likes you on MSF!!!"

Errr, ok. So I go through the list of potentials:
"These two favourited me, but didn't reply my message" (as a result of this, I've decided to reply to any messages which are sent to me, cause it's a crap feeling when people don't reply)
"This is the one I forwarded to Becky as a reason why to say NO" *grin*
"Guess which one I'm having coffee with?"
"This is the one who's a bit geeky"

The girls have a good giggle over the list. Only one manages to correctly pick out tomorrow's coffee date :) I get useless advice on how to reject politely (thanks anyway girls):
"Just keep it short and sweet, thanks but no thanks!"
"Say you're not interested and he's too old for you!"

I get some creative tips on how to respond to some of the nicer looking guys who turn up in the searches :)
"Ooh, what about that one? He's looking for a twinkle in the eye. Send him your photo and ask him if he sees the twinkle!"
"He likes to rock! Invite him over to play Rockband!" *lol*

Every few minutes a yell comes from the living room, "HEY, IT'S YOUR TURN!"

The girl leaves my room, disappointed that she's run out of time to pick me another online suitor :)

What's the etiquette?

MSF lets people add me as their "favourite". I get to see who likes me. Some of these guys... err, I'm just not interested. This is going to sound pretty bad, but profile pictures play a part of my decision making.

MSF also lets people message each other - for a price. Which I've had the dubious pleasure of paying. 20 squids gets you messaging functionality for 3 months. Some of the messages I've received, are just... not very good. Eg:

"just had to say i think your photo looks stunning. if i could ever tempt you into doing something reckless like going for a drink stranger please let me know, meanwhile if you want to make sure that im not an axe wielding maniac my website..."

Ok, he seems fine, however, he's above the age bracket I set, and his message just didn't catch me.

So the question is, how do I reject people in a nice way? :P Am I obligated to say something if they just add me as a favourite? "Sorry, I don't think I'm good enough to be your favourite. Please remove me" *grin* Should I reply to the guy above with the boring message to be polite? "Thanks for the compliment, pity you're not a maniac because I have a spare axe. Guess we're not meant to be"?

Shopping spree

After four months of unemployment, I finally paid myself :D I can *afford* stuff! It feels GOOD... However, what I want, I can't really get. I'm looking for a dress to wear to Babsy & Mike's engrish wedding ceremony in Liverpool next weekend. What's depressing is I've come to the realisation that I need:
a) breast implants
b) rib removal surgery

...to fit into the strapless dresses that are all the trend in Rondon atm :P "What about chicken fillets?", I hear you say. I'm telling you, the gap's so big when I pull the dress away, I need a bigger bird. Think turkey or goose fillets :P

Out of curiousity, I tried on a £200+ dress today. With this pricetag, I was wondering if it would make me feel any better about the way I looked. Sadly no :) It's pretty, the material's gorgeous, but nope. Still doesn't fit me right. Let me add this to the above list:
c) leg extensions

I know, I know, be happy for what I've got :) At the very least, I guess I can go bra-less with certain singlet tops *grin*

Fancy wedding dresses aside, I'm having a lotta luck with casual clothes :) Sales are on! W00t! One summer dress (hrm, ok this wasn't on sale), 3 pairs of shoes, 2 singlet tops, and lots of GAP gear for friends' babies! If you have babies, now is the time to tell Aunty Reenie.

The *Competition*

Edit 21/06/08: Oops, looks like I got it wrong. I've been told my profile moves upfront everytime I log in. So I just have to keep logging in :P

I'm not the only single 29 year old female in Rondon looking for love. Here's the competition:

Well the first page of competition anyway. There are many many more pages of girls who have the same search criteria as me!! The thing about these sites is, it's kinda LIFO. I think. If I remember my stack algorithm properly... That is, the last person who joins MSF, is going to be the profile displayed on the first page. So eventually, my profile is going to fall by the wayside... Doomed to ether oblivion. In fact, I just did another search, and - I'm no longer on page 1 of results! Told you - that was fast.

This reminds me of job hunting on websites. Always make sure you upload your CV on a regular basis. The same thing happens. Newest CV will always pop up first in search results.

Booty 4 sale (Part ii)

We have a weiner!!!

John has this to say about Shireen:
"Ah... the lure of the exotic far east... warm tropical climates, breathtaking landscapes, rich culinary delights and of course who could forget about the women. Petite, vibrant, vivacious and even a little mysterious... That's before mentioning the many varied dishes they can cook, the brilliant massages those small feet walking on your back can give and that they know kung fu and can protect you on a night out in town!

But, before you go thinking that you're going to be able to spend every* night on the couch consuming Chinese delicacies and having your back walked on, you may want to know that our Shireen is quite the traveller, loves to party and is quite keen on keeping up to date with the latest gallery around town. If you're the kind of person that likes to sip cocktails at funky bars during the week, try a new restaurant here, see a new movie there, take a trip to the countryside or go on a weekend o/s city break... then Shireen could certainly be your partner in crime.

Our gal is a city professional and can hold her own on many a varied topic, always approached with a smile and a touch of humour. Having worked within the IT sector Shireen is an avid supporter of a digital life and you won't find her eyes glazing over as you talk about the features on your latest phone. Similarly you won't have to go hiding your guilty secret love of any geeky 80's cartoons you may harbour... and I'm sure she could be convinced to have a lazy night on the couch watching a dvd box set of 24, CSI... (although there maybe a payment of chocolate involved dependent on the dvd!).

I should also mention that our lass is a genuine Australian gal with an oriental background, so along with all the exotic cooking and back massages she is a warm, friendly and fun loving with a laid back attitude who has a love of life and the people in it.

That's enough from me, time to pass over to the lady in question..."

to which Shireen responded:
"Thanks John!

Yes, I'm a qualified ninja who likes to take a break from assassinations with a glass (or three) of vino, preferably to some cheesy background tunes and some cheesy conversations about everything and nothing. As an Aussie girl, I'm always on the lookout for a patch of sunshine in cloudy London, and am trying to substitute chilling out at beaches with chilling out at parks!

Promise to wash my feet first before giving any back massages ;)

PS: No need to buy those pesky DVD box sets, I'll teach you how to download :P"

*lol* Before anyone asks, yes, JOHN _is_ a real friend of mine :) Yes, he did come up with that profile without any help from me :)

I would like to thank all who participated, if anything, I really enjoyed reading what you had to write about me *grin* If you're curious, here are the runner ups :)

=== First Runner Up ===
A pocket dynamo of life and free of commitments
Has a laugh that brings the sun out on a cloudy day
Happy to wander with the breeze
Someone to share a beautiful sunset with
Coffee till early hours of the morning
A friend who'll be there till the very end

You'll need love your culinary delights
Loves the food, paella, seafood, and Michelin hats
Ask her for her Hai naan chicken rice
Saves all prawn heads for the real deal laksa

Try to pay the bill and prepare for a fight
Keep your money in or she'll really bite
We all call her too generous for her own good
You'd be a lucky man to have this girl in your life

Can club all day and all nite in search of the ultimate buzz
Keeps trim to jam longer into the night in Ibiza
Party with you till the dawn of day
She'll care for your needs if you've overdone the play
Makes chicken soup the next day if your head feels like crap

Slave to the anything with an Apple blazened on it
Shes a nerd but she knows it
Loves the 'net so you better have Gchat
You better love your gadgets if you wanna stay with her
Her latest thing is Supercars so it helps if you have flash wheels

Loves cuddles in the morning and makes eggs if your a good lover
But you have to be a gentleman if you want some mornin lovin
Hometown of Sydney but out loving life in the world
She is the oriental in Rondon

=== Second Runner Up ===

Shireen is that person who you always run into - at clubs, festivals, dinners with friends, foreign countries... and everytime she's got a big smile, is happy to see you and is enjoying herself! Despite all this, she somehow manages to devote time to her friends and fit a job in there somewhere.

=== End entries ===

Aaah, the game has begun *grin*

SATC

*UGH* Yes, that movie. I'm far too annoyed to say its name :P _Why_ did I watch it? As a favour to a friend. I've never really been a fan of the series, and *UGH* I couldn't help scrunching up my nose and wondering wtf all the fuss has been about for the past few months. Why did girls squeal so much over it? Why did magazines talk about the movie like it's the second coming of Christ?!? Alright alright, I giggled a bit throughout the movie, but I also experienced sharp stabbing pains in my abdomen. Though, that's probably because I have a potential stomach bug :P Seriously, I've been feeling nauseous since even before the movie started. The movie just aggravated it. And me.

What just absolutely *shits* me about this movie, is that Carrie Bradshaw hires a personal assistant who has a COMPUTER SCIENCE degree. *UUUUUUGH* A person in IT has better things to do in life than to be Carrie Bradshaw's PA!!! AND, to add insult to injury, _apparently_ IT people can't afford designer handbags!!!! Screw you Carrie Bradshaw, I can afford my own Louis Vutton. The fact I don't is because it's freaking ugly :P

*UUUUUUUGH*

Meltdown

Meltdown is another annual music festival in Rondon. This year, it's currated by Massive Attack. So off I went to see the, "Vangelis' Blade Runner Soundtrack performed live by the Heritage Orchestra, mixed by Massive Attack". Bit of a mouthful ;)

It was interesting... Ever wondered how wind, rain, zooming spaceship sound effects were made? :) There was a very talented percussionist there indeed. The only thing I would say that was missing, was footage from Blade Runner itself. Bit of a shame, however, I'm guessing there's probably some copyright issues involved in the decision. Instead, the stage had beaming lights and the backdrop was a myriad of ever-changing colours to occupy the visionary senses. As my eyes were constantly getting zapped by the beaming spotlights, I decided to close them and focus on the music instead...

Zap zap zap

... Errr, which made me very sleepy and I started to doze...
... Oddly, in my half-conscious state, I started seeing images...
... Words I could barely read flashed past...
... I'd open my eyes drowsily for a few seconds and see the stage dripped in colour...
... I'd close them again and my mind wandered somewhere distant to scenes I remember from the movie...

So yeah, I had a good time when I was dozing *grin* Think I'll download the movie and watch it again. What makes Blade Runner so special? It was made in the 80's and it's still one of the best utopian sci-fi movies ever! You'll always see it in one of those "Top xx.." film lists.

Surreal

Travelling the tube. Watching the motion of a city to the soundtrack of a Paul van Dyk guest mix :) Boy everyone walks fast!!

Cow meat

Let's start out with a Dove Bloody Mary.

It's no ordinary BM, this one has Guinness in it! o_O Not bad either, innit? For 5 squids! Only in East Rondon do cocktails come this cheap cheap!

Now we get to the COW MEAT. This was my sirloin dinner. Biggest f*cking cut of meat I've had to eat on my own in my life...

14oz == 400g!!

I wonder if this is how PdF felt when we got him a 1kg steak for his birthday one year :) How on earth did he manage to eat twice this much of cow meat?!?

Couldn't do it :( Left some gristle and a couple of bites left on my plate. Had to save room for dessert after all :P Which wasn't very good anyways... However, if it's a hunk of Argentinian cow flesh you're after, head to Buen Ayre. Hrm, personally, I think I prefer Gaucho. Though, it's been awhile since I've been to Gaucho.

Speaking of Top Gear

Here's the most eligible bachelor from the show :)

(Also voted "Weirdest Celebrity Crush" in 2007 :) )
My second celebrity spotting in as many years...

Booty 4 sale (Part I)

That's right, I'm putting my booty up on the online market. Deep thinking about past experiences has made me realise that I need to meet more people, and I deserve more than creeps or twats. The dating website I have in mind is called www.mysinglefriend.com (MSF). I always thought it would be a good idea to "date a mate's mate". That way, the person is at least partially vouched for by being someone's good friend, right? Errrr, right.

How MSF works is that a friend has to nominate me by submitting a profile for me. I get to approve or reject the profile, and add my own repartee. So one drunken night (*sigh* I've become a bit of an alco, drinking wine on weekdays!), I sent out an email to a few of my homies:

"I would be honoured if you had the time to write a profile for me. Of course, it's almost like a competition and I'll pick the best one *grin*"

The next morning, the first thing I thought was, "SH*T. Did I really send that email?!?" A quick check of my sent box confirms I did. My next thought was, "SH*T. Who did I send it to?!?" I skimmed the headers. I sent it to ELEVEN people. Aiyah... Still. What's done is done.

I was curious to see what replies I would get. Here are the entries so far:
=== Entry 1 ===

What are you asking to do? U want me to write a desc of you and email it to you? :P

Shes SHORT!

Me thinking: "Oh good. People are going to think I'm a midget."
My reply: "Lousy p1mp... You're out of the running!"

=== Entry 2 ===
Summary: super fun loving, a bit independent, well travelled and loves a debate
Attached: Picture of me eating a deep friend chicken wing

Reenie, to my eternal frustration, is always the first person willing to pay for the table and the last one to ever accept someone paying for her. Her generosity is unmatched.

She's someone I love to talk to, her willingness to speak on any topic, try any new experience and go to any place makes her a source of wonderful stories. Ask her about the hot black guy.

Oh yeah, she makes a mean Hai Naan Chicken Rice!

Me thinking: "OMG, I'm going to attract a fat black guy who likes to eat but doesn't like to pay!!!"
My reply: "That's like the worse picture ever!"
Mate's reply: "haha, at least it implies you eat :)"

*lol* I rejected the profile :P Not quite the public persona I wanted to project.

=== Entry 3 ===
NOTE: I WAS NOT TRYING TO RHYME, but i started so i decided to see where it went, and it went down the drain!!

an avid filmgoer and television fiend,
if its been on a screen, she has probably seen
unless of course it's considered mainstream
that's because it is shireen

oops, none of that was supposed to rhyme, but it just rolled that way...
so on I go

like her handle she is risque
she likes it that way
if you think that's okay
then write and say hey

soz, it's getting worse...

Me thinking: "That last verse makes me sound like a floozy!" :) But if you think that poem was errr, creative (apparently there's another 28 verses to go), further emailing led to this revelation:

My first idea was "she does not have syphillis, gonorrhea, chlamydia or bacterial vaginosis"... thats what i am reading about on the tube to and from work these days

*lol* I almost burst out laughing in the office. The only thing that stopped me was the thought of having to explain to my boss why I was laughing *grin*
=== End entries ===

There's still a couple more entries I'm waiting for. I'll keep you posted :P In the meantime, here's a ronery park feet shot from the weekend. To all you smug marrieds out there, I hate you :P

Time flies

In my inbox today:
"Good news we now have all your references complete. I just need to get a proof of address from you..."

*lol* It's only taken a month :) I think I started work on the 6th May. Aaah, the Engrish and their charming love of paperwork... I did receive some glowing character references from B and Wazzz though. Thanks guys!

Fidgety

On the tube I glanced up. I meet the eyes of a cuteish guy with a cuteish smile. I quickly look away, embarrassed that I'd been rubbing my eye mercilessly for the past few mins. Did I mention that I've had a couple of glasses of Rioja? I would've blushed if I wasn't already red *grin*

So here I am blogging on my iPhone instead *lol* On my way to eat offal with Ms K if you must know. I've been looking forward to it all day! In the meantime I think I now understand why strangers advertise love notes to other strangers in the Metro. A stolen glance in less than a split second. Was he smiling at a joke shared with his friends at the instant I looked up? Was he smiling because he knew I was in a *happy* state? I'll never know, but I can live with ignorance :)

That's venison offal and chicory on my plate (best eaten together)
Chitterlings and chips on Ms K's plate :)


To be honest, I was expecting tripe, but got kidney and liver instead!!
Thanks Ms K for the wunderbar company as usual :)

ZZZZONDA!

Let me preface this entry with, no I still don't have a license. I'll explain that at the end of the post.

I have discovered a new love - supercars! Mmm-mmm... This morning I walked out of the tube and found myself standing infront of an unsupervised Zonda. Ooooh... I took a couple of quick snaps and emailed them off to a couple of Top Gear geeks with the question, "Guess what car is parked opposite my office today?"

Not long after, I received an impressive reply: "pagani zonda (looks like f model - f stands for fangio (juan emanuel) ... mr pagani's personal friend). when you order one of those they take measurements of your behind to mould the seats ... and they get pope's shoemaker to sort you out with driving loafers ...."

*lol* I knew Daliborus wouldn't let me down ;)

A couple of months ago I wouldn't have been able to tell you WTF is a Zonda. However, I've been catching up on Top Gear lately, courtesy of the Beeb's iPlayer. I _love_ this show. Anyways, this supercar is super awesome. The Stig clocked a lap time of 1.18.4 mins, making it the third fastest car on the list. Wah :D

Supercars always come with at least one big red button *grin*

So there I was, spending my lunch hour gazing at the Zonda when someone suddenly starts revving its engine. The Zonda makes a low, *absolutely lustful* ruuuuumble. It's the Barry White of engines. It makes me want to make looove to The Stig in the backseat... Wait, the Zonda doesn't have a backseat. That's where the mighty engine sits :P Check out the FAT tyres!!

Just how much is it to rent the Zonda? Only about £2700 per DAY ;)

So, why all the talk about cars when I don't have a licence? Have you ever wondered _why_ I don't have a licence? _Why_ I don't drive after all these years? Before I turned 18, I sat for my P's (provisional licence). It was one of the most horrible experiences of my life. I found out later that I had pretty much failed in the first 10 mins of the test (I overtook on the left of a car that had pulled out infront of me from a driveway). The test instructor had taken pity on me and let me drive on. Which was a bad mistake. Because later on, I was at a T-junction with heavy traffic. I misjudged the gap in oncoming traffic, and as I pulled out onto the main road, the test instructor yelled out, "STOOOOP!".

I, errr, kept my foot on the accelerator instead.

I made it onto the main road, and full cred to the driver behind me not ramming the car in the ass. I got HONKED at instead. *Humiliation*! I started crying. I might even have screamed and taken my hands off the steering wheel for a little bit. That's when the test instructor furiously started lecturing me and directed me back to the KMart carpark in Blacktown.

Are you really that surprised? Look at my demographic - oriental AND female! I'm staying off the roads for YOUR safety :)

Paella anyone?

I love it when the household hits the fishmarket :)

Vinton Cerf

This guy. Co-creator of ARPANET. Was speaking at my workplace last month. Alas, I wasn't employed there at the time, and apparently only execs were invited. Wasted. All I got was a webcast of the event. If I was there, I would've hugged him and asked him to sign my USB key. How many people do you know of who could say light-heartedly:

"There's a problem with the internet, and it's my fault."

+60 HP if any of you nerds out there can tell me what that problem is :)

Snapshots

Here I sit waiting outdoors at a pub with a half pint of Stella. Thinking, what would I change about Rondon? I wish it was a bit cleaner. At the same time, I kinda wonder if Rondon would lose its uniqueness if anything about it was changed.

I take it back, there is one thing I would change about Rondon. Youth violence. Rondon had its 16th violent teen death today. It's quite sad, childhood should be the best time of your life.

Anyways, here are a few Rondon snapshots from the recent past...

Guess who was unemployed!


Tré cool: Charging my iPhone on a train :)


Sitting in a park on a rare sunny day, chatting to Chocy on stolen wi-fi:


Lobster noodles. Here at 7pm:


Lobster noodles. Gone at 7:15pm (Congrats T&D!):


When I plug my headphones in, Smiley actually looks like he's dancing to Armin :)