Monday, November 02, 2009

:: Beautiful Monday ::




I almost fell of my seat laughing at this picture I found this morning.  This picture has made my day today and I hope, at least, it put a smile on your face.

Have a blast Monday comrades.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

:: Think Pink ::


This post has nothing to do with Breast Cancer Awareness I promise.

Pink  is thought to have a calming effect. One shade known as "drunk-tank pink" is sometimes used in prisons to calm inmates. Sports teams sometimes paint the opposing teams’ locker room pink to keep the players passive and less energetic.


Ask any girl out there and they would give a positive respond to pink.


Albeit calming effect, I don’t quite fancy pink even though pink is commonly associated with girls (men do wear pink too I'm sure *wink*).  I have few pink baju kurung that I hardly wear to work.  I don’t know, pink just doesn’t suit my fair complexion I reckon.  I look pale in pink.   But last Saturday I bought myself a pink lipstick.  A bright pink and its called 'Backstage Pink 554'.  


When I applied it on the back of my palm it looked nice but when I have it on my lips, it looks kinda showy.  I had it on my lips this morning.  As I was driving to the office I can’t help but to notice my lips on the mirror at the back of the sun visor.  Then when I was talking to people, I been having this feeling that people are staring at my lips and somehow my lips distract the conversation.  I had it removed before zohor ablution.     Imma stick to sheer color saje lah.


So not all pink is tranquil.  It can do discomfort to others like it did to me. 


Thursday, October 22, 2009

:: Its like Sterilizing the needle for Lethal Injection ::

That’s what has me shaking my head and getting a bit nervous when I look at this website.

It’s an online store for all your nuclear needs: radioactive ore, nuclear lab kits, meteorites, uranium, super magnets, and so much more.

For all you aspiring evil geniuses out there wondering how on earth you’re going to find the radioactive collectibles you need, look no further. I don’t know, maybe this stuff is harmless and I’m intimidated for no reason. However, this snip from the super magnet page really is a gem (and provides a  picking-up-scattered-jaw-from-the-floor moment).  


Oh! Oh! Read this:-

“Our larger magnets can easily bruise fingers and even break finger bones as they attempt to connect together….If you or someone in your household has a PACEMAKER or another electronic surgical implant, don’t even think of ordering these items. ”

Neat, right? Those were the little magnets. Here’s what they say about their super magnets:

“Beware - you must think ahead when moving these magnets. If carrying one into another room, carefully plan the route you will be taking. Sensitive instruments like computers & monitors will be affected in an entire room. Loose metallic objects and other magnets may become airborne and fly considerable distances - and at great speed - to attach themselves to this magnet."

"If you get caught in between the two, you can get injured….Of all the unique items we offer for sale, we consider these items the most dangerous of all. Our normal packing & shipping personnel refuse to package these magnets - our engineers have to do it. This is no joke, and we cannot stress it strongly enough - that you must be extremely careful - and know what you’re doing with these magnets."

"Two Super magnets can very easily get out of control and break fingers and even your arm if opposing poles fly at each other.”


HOLY MOTHER NATURE!!!! They’re selling HAND BREAKING/HOME DEBILITATING MAGNETS on the innernet!!!??!? Who would want those?

…Alright don’t answer that.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

:: Perfectionism? I dont think so ::

I heard over the radio this morning that Justin Timberlake is neurotic.  His wardrobe must be in perfect order.  The shirt must go with the shirt and he sorts them by colors, plaids, stripes . And so is Charlize Theron.  She admits that she has this OCD thingy and that she has a problem with cabinets being messy and people just shoving things in cabinets and closing the door. She will literally lie in bed and not be able to sleep because she’ll be like, “I think I saw something in that cabinet that just shouldn’t be there.”  She’d know if someone has mess with her stuff. 

But really, whats wrong with that?  I don’t see that as neurotic.  It’s simply systematic.  Yeah.

Me for example, I like to organize my computer files in folders, sub-folders, sub-sub folders.  So it would be easier for me to find files.  My excuse, is to make the life of my assistant easier finding files if I’m not around coz it’s simply….. ummm… organized.

I sleep with my bathroom’s lights on.  I couldn’t sleep knowing its switched off.  I would get out of bed and switch in on if its off.  My excuse?  Well, Alyssa normally would have her midnite pee.  She could not reach the light switch.  She would yank my tail in the middle of my sleep.

I once mentioned that I’m an Obsessive-Compulsive-Shoelace Tier.  I am so afraid that I might step on the shoelace and fall off.  My excuse?  Gravity never has mercy on people. 

But I don’t see anything wrong with that?  Do you? 

Sunday, October 18, 2009

:: Use Somebody ::

1.56 midnight and I'm still up doing some work.  It bores me to death that I start googling and downloading for songs. Not in the mood to read at the moment as I been reading since 9.00 pm.  My eyes are gettin tired but I dont feel like sleeping.  Hope its not the sign of insomnia.


I was thinking of sharing a song that I found cuppla weeks back.  I thought the song sounds decent and nice and I just love Pixie Lott's voice.   I was searching for Mama Do but I found this song instead and I was all hooked up.  I copied it in my thumbs and have it in my car like over and over again.

This is an acoustics cover of 'Use Somebody' (I just love acoustics).  The song was originally done by the Kings of Leon's in 2008 and since then it encourages many other singers/performers to beautifully sing the song in different kinds of arrangements. 



Well enjoy the song chickadees. Imma start counting sheeps now.