Tag: rants

  • Time Capsule Fail

    2nd Time Capsule unit to have a faulty internal drive… grrr!!

    Posted by ShoZu

  • sometimes you just have to love

    this old life’s a great, big game
    or, at times, a dirty, rotten shame
    but through the bickering and bantering
    som bric-a-brac and slandering
    one thing stands above
    sometimes, you just have to love

    when your lover breaks your heart
    by acting like a tart
    or silence builds a prison
    you didn’t want to be in
    there’s not much use for sunscreen
    or being a royal Prejean
    maybe, you just have to love

    and if, perhaps, one random morning
    when trying to sleep gets kinda boring
    after all your plans have gone belly-up
    and you’re just so close to giving up
    get up and rouge it
    you gotta live through it
    and yeah, you just have to love

  • huh? say what?

    and before you know it, it’s friday. what happened to my week? (besides Aunt Debra‘s beeped-up annual visit… i suspect she’ll be around for a wee while.)

    well, work. i’m still getting into the swing of things – and the frequent tests have me at my wits end, frankly. it’s quite a skip from kindergarten to “real school”, i tell you. not to mention the report cards! i’m pretty sure my biological operating system was engineered to crash whenever presented with one of those. i quite literally get the shits. naturally the itty bitty committee has a field day with this…

    Aaarrgghhh! AND today is pumpkin carving day, which means tomorrow is the halloween party – and i’ve never carved a pumpkin before, and i don’t have a costume!

    honestly, if i had hair, it’d be in clumps in my white-knuckled fists right now.

    *breathe*

    okay, i’m spazzing out here. time for a snack… gaaack! look at the time! only half an hour left and i still have 6 report cards to agonize over!!

    oi vey.

    here’s a song for ya – have a better day, okay?

    a fanvid of Sam Sparro’s Black & Gold:

    [youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e-UIAl0EIqg&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&w=320&h=265]
  • justice served cold

    remember the fellow who broke Ben’s nose, gave me nightmares and inherited my kids?

    his attitude got him fired yesterday.

    i’m not saying, i’m just saying…

    Posted by ShoZu

  • loony season

    update:

    • still processing the disappearance of a friend.
    • decided that the snake-dream was about my fear of letting my kids go.
    • doctor decided to change my medication – feeling a bit like a lab-rat for not understanding the reasons.
    • am still sane because I am loved.
    • enjoyed the kindergarten’s graduation ceremony.
    • prepared emotionally for my last day at school on Monday.
    • shocked by the news of one colleague assaulting another.
    what? yes – you heard me:
    the (by now not-so-)new teacher (whom I’ve expressed concern about before) drove to Ben’s house – and assaulted him…
    this is the guy who’s inheriting my class on Monday!
    no wonder I dream of snakes hunting my kids…
  • spam on my blog?

    yup – madness of madness: shock! shock! horror! horror!

    my blog has been spammed. somehow, somewhere, a terribly clever new bot (deceptecon?) managed to hijack my blog-by-email settings. 2 posts were made without my knowledge – the last one being: “start earning 15 minutes from now”, which automatically loaded another site.

    these posts have been deleted and I have disabled blog-by-email.

    if you have a blogger or blogspot blog – i suggest you double check your security settings.

    sh!t happens.

  • shout out

    to the smelly “700” driver of the black mercedes benz that nearly ran us over at Rei Fon market:
    if you’d hurt Peter – i would have had no problem fracturing each of our extremities with my bare hands, before watching you choke on your own tongue.

    if you want to drive like an idiot – go do it off a cliff!

  • eish

    yesterday’s post was a functional cop-out. you see, i had had a very testing day – and what could’ve transpired through a heart-felt post… would’ve been nasty. desert storm-ish even. in the manner of: “ooh, my foot itches – let me blast off my entire leg with a pipe-bomb or two”.

    i do that sometimes…
    figuratively, of course.

    the source of my discontent, however, managed to worm into my head space again today. and if it wasn’t for Peter – i’d most probably be spewing all sorts of bile right now.

    you see, my unsuspecting knight in shining armor brought me something from the chicken bbq-lady close to his parents’ place. decadently oily and seriously delicious, the chicken skin and (brace yourself) chicken asses-on-a-stick* lifted my mood completely! nothing like a good, greasy treat to put a smile on my dial *lol* and not only does he treat me to random snacks of the most forbidden variety – he also listens patiently as i rant away and calls me his poor little bunny.

    laughing is such great medicine!

    all at once i’m reminded how trivial the annoyance at school really is – and how blessed i am to have Peter in my life. i mean really, who wouldn’t be?

    now if you’ll excuse me – he’s singing in the shower and i have nothing more to say ;0)

    *remind me to write something about oriental foods sometime – you wont believe how good some of the “previously unmentionables” are!
  • Saw V

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    i went to see the latest installment of the SAW franchise on friday – under protest, to be sure. i’m not all that big on blood and gore – but i do like a good psychological thriller.

    in one word – the movie was: disappointing.

    apart from leaving me a bit queezy, there was nothing to the movie. to be clear – i didn’t see any of the previous movies. but if this was anything to go by, i’m glad i didn’t.

    sure – people get decapitated, blown to bits and mutilated in various ways – but there’s no real story to it. gaps in the plot irritated the heck out of me – and what passed for character development or unraveling of the “mystery” was seriously under-cooked.

    it seems that Saw V had a few intriguing ingredients, but these were merely slapped together with no thought or cohesion. like making a club sandwich by taking a day-old, white bread crust, piling on some steamed chicken and drowning it in ketchup. dress it with fried sweet potato peels and a 1000 island sauce.

    what makes it a club sandwich?

    exactly.

  • bullet list madness

    it’s one of those saturdays: my brain is running spirals through 4 dimensions and neither of my twins – nor my subconscious archer – have anything remotely resembling a grasp on the horse’s reins…

    just a taste of what’s buzzing upstairs:

    tiramisu requires:

    • Mascarpone cheese
    • raw eggs
    • sugar
    • espresso coffee
    • ladyfingers
    • liquor (substitute)
    • cocoa
    • heavy cream (should never be merely optional).

    5 experiences i’d like:

    stages of learning:

    • acquisition
    • fluency
    • generalizaton
    • adaptation

    or:

    • unconscious incompetence
    • conscious incompetence
    • conscious competence
    • unconscious competence

    for apartment:

    • mirrors
    • crockery
    • frames for art
    • art
    • comfortable couch
    • heaps of old books (hardcover-ish)
    • mop (cleaning service?)
    • fix the washing machine
    • drawing board
    • magnets (idea board, fridge etc)
    • lighting solutions
    • air conditioner
    • sound system (O.Cat speakers?)

    check the lease – maybe a smaller apartment is the answer?

    freelance income supplements:

    • copy writing
    • magazine work
    • apparel design (graphic tee trend set to grow before it finally blows over)
    • creative studio (too soon)
    • resurrect life-stylist concept

    aaaaaarrrgghhh – go to sleep!