Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Otis You Have Disappointed Me


Erm, WTF?

In a multi-languaged(is that even a word?) country like Malaysia, what's the percentage of people actually UNDERSTANDING what those buttons mean? My first language is English, and I had problems.Aaaarggg.

By the way, this is what they mean:

Warning! If you're the type that'll look over another person's shoulder and do their crosswords, stop reading now. I bet you'll want to figure it out for yourself.


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ARM = Alarm
ECB = Emergency Call Button
DOB = NOT Date of Birth(duh) but Door Open Button
DCB = Door Close Button.

I repeat, WTF???

Mood: Slightly Duh

Thursday, June 23, 2005

My Eyes Are Like Hot Coals Burning Thru My Brain

Have yet to recover from a long nite of pool, beer and karaoke. Aaargg. Not that I didn't have any fun (quite the contrary) but after a hard week of AsiaWork's Advance Course(more on this later), I am *this* close (imagine my thumb and index finger about 2mm apart) to taking a week off and just going home to sleeeeeeep ...

And I don't even like beer. Damn.

Mood: Stupidly sleepy

Thursday, June 09, 2005

Errrr...



Mood: Speechless

Erm. I dunno. If I were a man, it would freak me out.

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Body Language Through Internet Messaging

What does it mean when a guy threatens violence all the time? Enter into evidence, Exhibit #1 - an IM conv between an acquaintance (hereafter referred to as GoatBonker to protect his identity) and Yours Truly:

[15:22] goatbonker: >:D<
[15:28] darkthalia: :D
[15:28] darkthalia: is that a hug? awwwww ...
[15:30] goatbonker: bear hug
[15:30] goatbonker: *grab ur ass*
[15:31] darkthalia: LMAO *slaps ur hand away and knees u in the family jewels*
[15:32] goatbonker: punch u in face
[15:33] darkthalia: *evade ur clumsy punch and counters with the Fist of the Constipated Tiger*
[15:40] goatbonker: do a crouching tiger and u mis
[15:40] goatbonker: pinch ur nips in return

Is it my fault? He grabbed my ass first. Of COURSE I've got to knee him in the nuts lah.

Is it freaky that a simple IM conversation can get so strangely real?

Aarrrgg. Now I've got more to think about that just a guy threatening to pinch my nips, whatever that means...

Monday, June 06, 2005

Introducing Kimi Maia Sekaran

EEEEEEEE!!!

I got my darling hedgie on Thursday (not on Mon, as I'd expected, long story.) She is now snugly ensconced in a HUGE Hagen ZooZone 2(Product Placement! Product Placement!) which is abt a meter long. Her home is furnished with a godawful giganto wheel, a little dish for mealworms(eeew), a long trough for her basic food, a nice new waterbottle, some rocks to climb over, a lovely little hideaway, and a cat toy. Life couldn't be better for her, I tell you. Unless there was a Mr Hedgie waddling over the horizon ... heh heh heh ... but I'm not ready to be a grandmother yet.

Anyway.

Her first day home she slept in the food trough.

All I could see of my darling Kimi Maia (yes, I'd finally decided on a name - or two) was a spiky little egg-shaped thing in the food trough. Any attempt to wake her would generate a sudden erection (get your minds out of the gutter, people) of her quills - even if she's still a baby, it's damn painful laaar. Aaanyway, I thought it best to leave her alone to explore her new home.

Day Two: She slept in the mealworm dish. Well, I dunno if she actually slept in it, but she did sit right on top of it and spend about half an hour keeping still and looking very pensive. She might have just been going to the toilet in it.... aaarggg.

Day Three: She finally found her giganto wheel.
It is now the most favourite thing in her cage and she spends all her time running/sleeping/pooping in it. Up until now there hasn't been any evidence that she's even noticed the expensive hideaway that was bought for the express purpose of sleeping.

Day Four: I've started to try and get her used to me. I'll come up to the cage while she's running in her wheel (doesn't she know already that that thing doesn't GO anywhere???) and make appropriately calming cooing noises. She responds by suddenly petrifying and giving a very good impression of a deer caught in headlights. Maybe she thinks if she's v-e-e-e-r-r-r-y s-t-i-l-l I won't see her.

Day Five: I'm now being all brave and gung-ho (if you've ever seen a grumpy, spiky, hissing hedgehog you'll know what I mean) and actually putting my hand into the cage, and gently stroking her quills, and moving my hand about so she gets used to the sounds, sights, and smells of me. It seems to be going very well. With any luck, the deer-caught-in-headlights act will be a thing of the past. She still trys to run away from me in the wheel (I suppose that's one of the major reasons humans are the more evolved species on Earth and not hedgehogs) - she'll run like mad on the wheel, then stop a while to sniff my hand. Nope, still there. Then she'll continue running again. 2 minutes later, stop, sniff, run. Repeat until I get bored or she gets tired.

This morning she was doing it again. I got bored and left her running on her wheel like the very demons of hell were after her. When I came back 5 minutes later, she was fast asleep on her wheel. It was as if she'd dropped where she stood. Maybe it's some sort of hedgie sleep apnea or something.

Well, I'm feeling much better about having a hedgie for a pet. Ask me two days ago, and I'd have been going "What the hell did I DO?" but now things are looking up. We might bond enuff for me to pick her up, and have her use me as her personal Jungle Gym. Oh, and also poop on me when she's inclined to. Hmmm... having said that, I'm now not so sure humans are the more evolved species after all.

End of raving.

Friday, May 27, 2005

Enter the HedgeHog

EEEEEEE!!!!

Went to look at hedgies yesterday afternoon and immediately fell in love with them. Two sweeet little girlie hedgies - they were so mild-mannered, that even when woken up(hedgehogs tend to be grumpy when woken up - reminds me of a coupla ppl I know heh heh heh) they just allowed themselves to be picked up and handled. When let out of their cage, they were basically running around hellbent on exploring every inch of the floor - one was damn fast, I tell you. She was so SWEEEEEET (did I say that already). The other was also cute, but just a wee bit twitchier than her sis. Was gonna get both on the spot, but calmer and wiser heads prevailed(basically my 2 colleagues) and I settled for one.

Am now in a dilemma.

What in the hell am I gonna call her?

The calmer and wiser heads of the previous paragraph were not so when it came to names. Their suggestion? Pins and Needles!! Whaaaa? And PUH-LEEESE the number of times I've heard Sonic mentioned - if I hear it one more time I SWEAR someone'll be taking their teeth home in a paper bag.

So there.

My list is as follows:
Kimi (Raikinnen - you should see how fast she waddles!)
Demeter (or Diana - goddess of the hunt? She hunts wif arrows - long story, but what the hell)
PineCone (because it's spiky and the name's cute)
Juno (just because)
Thistle/Nettle (if u can't guess why then there's no helping you)

It's not working. Can't find a name that fits. Gawd. And I've got until Monday(Cos that's when she'll be coming home wif me). Aaaarrrggg. The pressures of naming a pet!

HELP!

Thursday, May 26, 2005

I am Woman, Hear Me Roar (or Not)



Your Brain is 60.00% Female, 40.00% Male
Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female
You are both sensitive and savvy
Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed
But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve




Hmmmm...

This guy read my palm once, he said I should've been born a man. Dunno how to take that. On the one hand, am slightly flattered - means I'm not as girly as most. Don't get me wrong, girly can be good, but when taken to the extremes (walking around with an umbrella even when IT'S NOT SUNNY, wearing those ridiculous lacy arm covering things when driving) it just makes me want to smack someone.

Aaanyway.

On the other hand, am insulted. What, does this mean that I'm butch? Heaven forbid. I think I'm as female as they come. It just so happens that I also like paintballing (a predominantly male sport) and go-karting(ditto) and don't particularly care if I tan(actually I do, but I only whine after the fact) or scar(ditto). Oh, and I'm also a good driver. The things I have to say about a large number of female drivers out there will have pride of place in its own blog. You have been warned.

Well, at least the test above sorta vindicates me - I'd rather like to think I'm a half-and-half, a mixture of both male and female, the whole complete yin/yang sorta shit. And I LIKE myself, which is a strange and slightly narcissistic thing to say, but there you go. If everybody liked themselves, the world would be a better place. So screw the people who want me to be more feminine or be the helpless, wilting violet who is just waiting to be saved by a big strong man. I can save myself, and perhaps his sorry ass too. :P

Here endeth the rant.

Sunday, May 22, 2005

When hedgie comes home

When hedgie comes home

Okay. Here's the thing.

I think I wanna be adopted by a hedgehog.

Don't ask me why.

Ok, ask me why.

Why, you ask? ;) Weeeell, it's been a while since my Hamlet(that's a cream-coloured Syrian hamster to you guys who don't know) went to hamster heaven, and I thought I'd upgrade a bit to a diff and more interesting pet. My first choice was ferrets, but (a) they cost a bomb, and (b) they're huge and a lot of work, and (c) did I mention they cost a bomb? Next was guinea pigs, but I dunno. They seemed slightly vacuous to me. Hedghogs seem to have that I-know-I'm-cute-but-watch-it-I-can-hurt-you attitude nailed down tight.

Ok, so my credit card bills are through the roof, and I need money to spend on go-karting/paintballing/makeup/clothes/food(in that order), but I can't seem to help myself. I LURRRVE widdow kewdie animals. So there.

Oh, and by the way, the reason I haven't been blogging since last year? I got kidnapped by aliens. I swear.