Promises promises (Hvar Part i)

Daliborus: "We're going to the island where the rich people go for hookers and cocaine."

Me: "OOOooh!"

Delivered: Island where fat nekid Germans go to sunbathe *lol*

The bay itself was amazing :) The view.... Let's just say I'm really glad I have bad eyesight. Nothing worse than gazing out onto the most beautiful clear blue waters, when suddenly a nudie beer-bellied, DANGLY, foreigner wanders into view! I averted my eyes, only to cop an eyeful of an extremely large nudie Grandma reclining on a deckchair. Not the usual perky standard of boobies I'm used to :P

Ah yes, the pebbles :) Luckily I'm used to European beaches by now.


All I can say is, don't get off at the first stop the water taxi takes you to!! *lol*

(No, I didn't take all my clothes off :P)

Double-D

It's not a cup size, it's the D-brothers! :)

Me: "Dejan, look happy!!!"
Dejan: "This _is_ me happy!"
Daliborus: "Yup, that's him happy."

5pm Tuesday, I turned on my Out of Office message and hurried out the door. 2:30am Wednesday, I woke up and got dressed. At 3am, I hopped into a cab for Victoria station. 4am, I was at Gatwick airport. 6am, I was on a plane to Croatia. 9:50am, I was eating an apple strudel and having a coffee at Split airport. Warmth... Blue sea scenery... Bliss... At 1pm, the D-brothers arrived to pick me up and we were ON OUR WAY!!! :D To be honest, I fell asleep a lot of the way *grin* However, everytime I woke up, we seemed to have lost our way and were on some windy narrow road. Best I stayed asleep for those moments :)

Dejan pre-coffee:

For 4.5 days, I was an Honorary D-brother :) Loved every minute of it *grin*

Kell Skott

Props to my hairdresser. Kell's the one responsible for my change of hairstyle. Tonight, he hosted a par-tay with freebie facials, hand and feet treatments! Oh, and free hair analysis too *grin*

OH, and freebie champers ;)

Hope you had a good time girlies! :D

Bad habit

Drinking (3 champers + 1 beeru) makes me buy things online :( Latest order:

Other impulse buys from GAMA-GO:


(This is my absolute fave hoodie of all time)

To all you Sydneriers out there freezing in your 20 degree "Winter", consider buying a hoodie from here ;)

Cultural sensitivity

I work for a large global company. You'd *think* they'd be a little more culturally sensitive. Maybe it's just cause I've just had one of those days when I'm paying more attention to detail than usual. I was waiting in the foyer for some friends, when I noticed the area being cordoned off for a formal reception. There are drinks being served to guests. Obviously it had to be an important reception, it's right smack bang in the front entrance with a trio of cellist and violinists playing songs like Pachelbel's "Canon" and Vivaldi's "Four Seasons" to greet guests.

What do I notice? Two caucasian women dressed in Cheong Sams with freaking CHOPSTICKS in their hair. The white plastic ones you find in any dang Chinese restaurant.

Wtf? I can understand if we're at a party taking the piss, but we're greeting "important" business people and this is how we represent?!? Dude, at least use _expensive_ chopsticks. Have you _seen_ orientals in Asia with chopsticks in their hair?!? Do I turn up at western business meetings with a plastic fork in my hair?!?

Geezus. Yeah, it's been one of those days...

How do I feel?

About the new 3G iPhone coming out? *Shrug* The only thing that bugs me is that it's sooo much cheaper than the one I have. SOOOO much cheaper. Half the price cheaper!! On the other hand, mine's still hackable, and I'm not forced to register. Not that people who stood in line for ages in the UK could register *grin* They're calling it the iPocalypse. Lack of 3G and GPS doesn't really bother me either. Although GPS probably would've been handy when I was in Hampstead Heath this weekend :)

I think the other thing that bugs me is that the latest iPhone has a jack which fits normal earphones. Now _why_ couldn't they have done that in the first place??

Early adoption hasn't really benefited me yet when it comes to Apple products. It's definitely worked the other way though. I've honestly become an iPhone salesman :P Never loved a phone so much before. Don't worry my 2G baby, I'm not trading you in yet...

2pm: Tent practise!

This year, B and I are heading to Nature One in Hahn, and camping out for the weekend! Which is really cool, but we were a bit worried about our wildlife survival skillz. So today we walked over to Regent's Park for TENT PRACTISE! *deeer-deeeer-deeeeerhn* It being a fine chilly day in Rondon with some sunshine and all, the park was packed :P So we had to wander around a bit to find a secluded spot where nobody would laugh at us or kick us out *grin*

Opening ze tent:

Now, I'm pretty good at following IKEA instructions. These instructions though were totally craphouse!

"Coloured tabs?!? What coloured tabs? Everything's green!"
"Eh? Guyholes? What? What do they look like?"
"Which is the inner tent? What's the flysheet?!?"

Yes yes, we were complete n00bs. I'd been camping before, but the tents were usually up by the time I got to the campsite *grin*

Getting there... we finally figured out the whole pole to pin thing:


VOILA! Ze erected tent! With porch even!

Not bad for a couple of n00bies eh? :) Boys & Girls, if you're reading this and you want to try out a festival with us, this is the time to do it. I doubt we'd be doing much more camping or festivalling after this :P

Chap Olympiad!

I will admit, I had slim chances of making it there. Not because of the clues I had to the location, but because I'm soooo crap at directions. Shuai will understand *grin* I've always told Shuai, "I'll navigate, and I'll guarantee you we'll get there. Eventually."

Have you any idea how HUUUUGE Hampstead Heath is?!?

Dear lord. I started off well. I got off at the right station. That was Clue #1. Clue #2 said I should walk between two ponds. That's where I went wrong. There is more than one path between ponds :P By the time I realised I was on the wrong path (because I could suddenly see people bathing in the pond where I was suppose to be, apparently it's a great gay pick-up spot because skinny dipping is allowed), I thought, "I'm close to the end of this path, surely I can just turn left and meet up with the other path".

Bad move.

I got to the end of the path, and it exited the park. So I wandered to the left a bit, then down a bit, and entered the park again at a completely different spot. I then spent the next HOUR walking inside the park. I was dying of thirst. Clues at this point were hopeless.

Eventually, I bumped into a bunch of Engrish dandies.

Tracking some dandies in the wild:

So I followed them :) And stepped into a different time! Boat hats, pipes, tweed jackets, turbans, handlebar moustaches :) I gotta say it was fun seeing everyone dressed up, and I felt left out. It turned out to be a great sunny day for a picnic. Warm enough for me to take off my jacket *grin*

I was kinda miffed though that the Engrish dandies decided to make fun of the stereotypical oriental. The Fu Manchu with the whiskers and round glasses, made an appearance dressed in a sumo suit. I'm all for taking the piss... but when "Chap-a-San" (*groan*) lost every fight, and people hissed and boo'd when he toppled his opponent - That was a bit hard to take.

*Shrug* I'll upload a vid when Flickr decides to work.

All in all, a good day :) I'd love to do this again next year, with a bunch of friends all dressed up.

Ponteng sekolah

Today, I ditched work. Took a "Personal Day". Sometimes, everyone just needs a day off. In Oz, it's called a sickie :P

So I got to meet up and have brunch with CH at Sloane Square :) I love unemployed people *grin* And I've definitely missed CH for the past 6 weeks! Then I went on a mission. The Chap Olympiad is on this weekend. What is it? It's a bunch of Engrish dandies all dressed up doing silly things like racing with martinis. The trick is, finding out the location of the Olympiad. So I had to traipsed along to seven freaking different locations in Rondon, asking the silliest questions ever.

* JJ FOX & ROBERT LEWIS 19 St James's Street, London, SW1A 1ES
I walk through the doors, and enter the glassed off section. It's a cigar shop, the glass section has to be humidified.
Me: "I'm looking for a pipe tobacco...." *pause*
Elderly English Chap: "... That will last a hundred yard sprint! YES, we have plenty of those! I thought you were coming in to chat me up!!!"
Me: "Well, I can do that at the same time" *grin*
Elderly English Chap hands me a token. Clue #1!
Elderly English Chap: "I think it's in Hampstead" *winks*

* LOCK & CO. 6 St. James's Street, London, SW1A 1EF
Proper English Attendant: "Can I help you?"
Me: *cringe* "I'm looking for a bowler hat that will offer protection from flying saucers..."
Proper English Attendant: "YES, we have those!"
Proper English Attendant hands me a sealed envelope. Clue #2!

* R.E. TRICKER 67 Jermyn Street, London SW1Y 6NY
Me: "Which of your brogues would allow for the swiftest getaway...
Another Elderly English Chap: "...from a furious lady? Here you are!"
Clue #3 :)

You'd think it'd get easier asking these questions each time, but it doesn't. The next one was my most embarrassing. I met the cutest guy ever with the most English bouffant I'd ever seen. Ladies, you need to go here.

* GEO F. TRUMPER 20 Jermyn Street London SW1Y 6HP
Cute English guy: "Can I help you?"
Me: "Yes... You know what I'm going to ask?"
Cute English guy: "Yes"
Me: "You're going to make me say it?!?"
Cute English guy: "Yes"
Me: *double cringe* "Could I have my moustache trimmed in the Leslie Phillips style, please?"

Cute English guy walks off to get my token :) Clue #4! As I walk out, I turn and smile at the Cute English guy. Couldn't help it *grin* Totally dreamy.

* MACKINTOSH 54-55 Burlington Arcade, London, WIJ 0LB
I walk into the poshest shopping arcade ever in Rondon. Mackintosh is _the_ original raincoat brand from 1823. I'm greeted by a sophisticated oriental assistant.
Sophisticated Assistant: "Can I help you?"
Me: "I'm looking for a raincoat..."
Sophisticated Assistant gives me a blank look. Ruh roh.
Me: *wince* "... that will withstand several hundred spilt martinis?"
Sophisticated Assistant breaks out into a laugh and hands me the token. Clue #5 *grin*

* THE CRITERION THEATRE Piccadilly Circus, London W1
Btw, if you're in Rondon, 39 Steps is definitely a play you should check out at the Criterion :) One of the most fun ones I've been too.
Me: "Hi... Is the memory man available?"
Counter Guy: "Keep going"
Me: "I've forgotten where I left my umbrella."
Counter Guy hands me a token. Clue #6!!
Counter Guy: "I don't give it unless they say it right, no matter how embarrassed they are!"

* OLD HAT 66 Fulham High Street, London SW6 3LQ
Last stop, and easiest :) I walked straight in and delivered my line:
" My aunt has suggested I invest in a pair of velvet jodhpurs. Can you help her?"
The lady hands me token Clue #7!! Hurrah!!! :D

I had a really fun day today :) Everyone should have a Friday off once in awhile. If it doesn't rain tomorrow, I'll be at the Olympiad if you wish to join me.

*Pant* *pant*

Ok, I know I use to brag about being up on level 35. I was only a little bit miffed when I returned this year and got told I was relocating to level 34. That's ok, at least the cafeteria is on the same level and I had wi-fi access. At least I could tap away on my iPhone and chat to my Mum.

This week, I was bumped all the way to level 14!!!! BAH. It's a little crampier, I've lost my wi-fi and I'm officially off the high-rise and in the LOW-RISE part of the building. LOW-RISE. My access card doesn't even work on level 14. My machine is the biggest piece of crap ever. It feels like I've been demoted :P Since my pass doesn't work, I can't catch the express lift to 15 and walk down one level. I won't be able to let myself out of the fire escape without pass access. So I have to wait through every humdrum stop till I reach 14.

Today, I started to feel nauseous as I scampered like a monkey up and down the building. Up via 2 lifts to level 40 for my lunch break at the new cafe:

Cafe's giant screen was handy during Wimbledon :)

View from the cafe:

Down via 2 lifts to my desk on 14. Back up to level 34 for a meeting. Back down to 14 because I forgot my phone. Back up to 34 for another meeting. This time I thought I'd walk. Purely because my boss joked about it. I was fine... for about 5 levels. That's when I started panting and realised, "Sh*t. Can't get out of fire escape until the next transfer level on 25..." Another 6 levels later, I was ready to pass out on the stairs :P

Video conferencing rooms at the new cafe calculate the carbon offset saved instead of flying to meetings:

By next week, I'm hoping to make the 20 level walk, no sweat *grin*

There's this guy...

Here I am, listening to an Armin podcast. There he is, reading the Bible. Arm actions and everything. Well at least I think it's the Bible. I can only watch his lips as I listen to my music. I mouth the word "smile" to him as I take his picture. He smiles back, he must know I'm a disbeliever :)

Here's my wish: I could be as passionate and brave as he is infront of a crowd of strangers.

First Rondon festival...

...of 2008!!! :D Yaaay!

Last year I hit the O2 Wireless Festival twice. Once to watch Faithless with SH (miss ya hunny :(), and the day after to watch Daft Punk and break Wazzz's festival virginity *grin* This time round, we caught Fatboy Slim and introduced two more members to the festival crew :) He was *awesome*! At 45, he can still rock the crowd!

Even better, it didn't rain on me. AND, it was even warm enough for a few hours for me to dance in my singlet top :D Summer is *almost* here...

Check this guy out with his dragon tattoo and giant fanny pack.
I was trying to be like him with my backpack strapped to my butt :P

London Pride

Walking down Baker Street, on my way to get a frap and sit in the park to soak up some sunshine, I bumped into the London Pride Parade :) It's not as big as Sydnery's Mardi Gras, but it was definitely just as gay *grin* Free stickers, free whistle, I couldn't help but be merry :)

Wowser! This is more risque than Borat! :)

The story behind "Beanz Meanz Bigotz": Recently, the Heinz aired an ad in the UK which featured two men kissing. You can watch it here. The advert was pulled because 200 AMERICANS complained about it. Err, it wasn't even aired in the US... So if you're like me, and growing old, and like writing complaint emails *grin*, please join the protest and email these people:
* Nigel Dickie - nigel.dickie@uk.hjheinz.com
* Jessica Jackson - jessica.jackson@us.hjheinz.com
* Michael Mullen - michael.mullen@us.hjheinz.com

"Scooby dooby doo, where are you?" :P

Frisbee Date

Date outfit: Black and red pinstripe skirt, black turtleneck & boots
(I'm at least trying to dress like a ninja :P)
Date location: Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese
(the hangout of Dr Samuel Johnson - author of the dictionary :) )
Date start time: Approx 7pm

Frisbee Date is so called because he plays Ultimate Frisbee :) See how clever I can be with names? *grin*

So where did I leave off? Aaah yes, the pint of PIMMS. PIMMS is extremely deceptive. Tastes all innocent and refreshing. It's actually quite lethal. Which is why, I almost broke my neck walking down the many steps into the sub-levels of the pub in my killer heels. I embarrassingly missed a few (big) steps a couple of times, which got me a few jibes from Frisbee Date throughout the night.

On to the good stuff, how did the date go? It was good :) I had a great time *grin* The pub's pretty cool, probably more a place to visit with a group of friends than a date, but still nice. We had a lot to talk about, and the flow of conversation never really stopped :) The night ended with him walking me all the way to St Paul's tube, and me accosting a random Romanian on the street to settle a bet between us. I lost 2p.

To be honest, I think I'd forgotten what it was like to be with a guy and just have a really good time hanging out. So, for me, that was worth losing the 2p ;)

What next? I don't know. Frisbee Date is a fun guy, and not bad looking either (Bonus: He looked like his profile pix) *big grin* Let's wait and see *grin*

Spark: Yup, tick!

Date end time: 11:15pm

*Everytime*

I attend a wedding these days, I end up in bed with a girl. Twice it's been B! :) Congratulations (again ;) ) Mr and Mrs Toal! I've never been fed so much food at a wedding in my life *grin* Wedding breakfast? Followed by endless buffet? I'm surprised I didn't explode out of my dress!! "What's a wedding breakfast?" I hear you ask. WELL, according to wikipedia:

"While not normally a morning meal, the name apparently arises from the tradition that the bride and bridegroom would have been fasting before the wedding, and so the reception would be the time when they would break their fast. Another theory on the origin of the term is that the wedding breakfast is the first meal of a couple's married life, just as breakfast is the first meal of the day."

BRRRRILLIANT DAY :D

Thank you so much for making me a part of it *hugs*

Happy Birthday AdF!

Has it really been a year??

Wish I could've been there this year too :(

What changes

I'm sitting here introspecting. Its T -1hr 15mins to Frisbee Date. This time though, I've learnt my lesson. DRINK :P So I'm sipping on my pint of PIMMS and lemonade watching Wimbledon on the big screen :) It's nice! I use to wonder how my parents did it. Sit infront of the TV all night and watch tennis. I use to looooathe Wimbledon. Maybe it's about who you're with instead of what you're doing.

Oops, I just

Hang on, go Murray (he left home at 15 to pursue tennis)!! Brilliant net shot! Park bursts into spontaneous applause!!

...I just flicked a spider harshly off my boot. That's not going to be good karma for me.

o_O message from Frisbee Date. Directions on where to meet. Sh*t! Am I late?!?

Rah, bad karma!

As I was saying, I think I've mellowed :p maybe watching TV ain't so bad after all. As long as there is a giant screen and alcohol involved...

No, I'm not pissed on a pint of PIMMS :P